Of all the milestones, or Mylostones, that my son Mylo has had in his short 11 months on this planet, this is perhaps my favorite. A couple of days ago I was waiting at the light with one of our foster dogs as my husband Jason was standing across the street holding Mylo. Jason began waving hello to me and pointing to Mylo that I was across the street, and then his hand went up. He waved. That was the first time.
And now I tell him “bye-bye” all the time even if I’m not in fact leaving just so I can watch him wave. It is adoringly communicative and it cuts right to my heart.
Turns out it’s not so easy to snap a photo of him in the act with my iPhone, but I swear he is waving good-bye to me here. And unfortunately, in this photo, I was leaving 
Waving bye-bye with Sidi!