We've been on vacation all week and Max has passed much of the time lying on his changing table, gazing at the trees. He is, without fail, delighted by trees. We thought he was going to become a botanist when we heard that all babies love trees. It's the leaves, apparently. Regardless, whether he's hungry, tired, or wet, he stops yelling and smiles out the window when we put him down. People should sell videos of waving leaves to project on the walls of nurseries.