Michael's Indian name is "Dances with Cars."

Now Michael's an old pro at crawling.

Being thankful for cars.

Grammy, Michael, and MarioKart.

Cardboard Tube Golf, the new sport.

Michael rows his boat ashore.

A Rockwellian Hogye Thanksgiving.

Daddy says, "What up wit' my homies?"

Michael thinks Daddy's hat is silly.

Irén Néni goofs off, too!

Right before rolling down the driveway.

Daddy and Michael go for a spin.

Longing to walk up the hill.

Our sweet boy.

Grandma teaches Michael about shadows.

Pudgy-looking in his warm coat.

Michael examines a leaf carefully.

In Great-Grandpappy's trailer.

Kicking the ball around outside.

Uncle Ryan, Becky, and Preston.

Thanksgiving at Great-Grandma and Pa's house.

Hello, my name is Michael, and I like to do drawings.

Klári, Laci Bácsi, and Irén Néni at Irén Néni's birthday.

Aunt Ester and Michael sing "This Little Light of Mine."

A spontaneous hug for Daddy.

Michael admires himself on Irén Néni's camera.

Visiting the great-great-aunt and -uncle.

Terrible photo, but at least we're all in it!

Something's not right with the tube.

Waiting in ambush.

That thrust had been mine enemy indeed.

And a parry!

We got a lot of mileage out of this tube.

Oh well, it had a good run.

Michael loved throwing the bags ...

... and hearing them go splat.

Michael hears Daddy come home.

I was informed that this is now "Michael's pillow."

Imitating Mommy "resting."

Just a typical morning at our house.

Finally getting the hang of riding toys.

Did someone order a little boy?

Playing "Fox in Socks." (If it's not obvious ...

... Michael is the fox in the box with socks.)

Life in a swing state.

Michael plays the role of Alfalfa.

Still working on the utensils.

Michael was proud of himself ...

... for pushing the basket around.

Lunch-smeared hair is stylin'.

Michael saw the camera ...

... and told me to take these pictures.

Did he think I wouldn't notice?

Michael tries out an echo chamber.

He looks like such a big kid here ...

... at Grammy and Granddad's house.

Michael is nineteen months old!

Singing silly songs with Daddy.

If he's trying to hide his dinner, he's doing it wrong.

He thinks the remote is a telephone and is saying "Hello."

Another pretty (albeit faint) rainbow.