Thursday, May 16, 2013

11 MONTHS


I can't even begin to accurately describe how busy you are. To put it best, anyone that spends even a fees hours with you, finds themselves needing a nap following.

You have taken two to three steps on a few occasions while reaching for mama. Most of the time we can walk you around only holding one hand. But you refuse to walk on your own. I think you enjoy letting go of the couch or the table though, I often find you leaning against a wall holding onto nothing.

You love, love, love your aunties and your grandmas, but your uncle David is probably your favorite.

You are totally on table foods. You still like be gables the best. Nana fed you a piece of her asparagus and you had a hey day with it. You still need to eat when anyone else is eating.

You are obsessed with our vents and whenever we get a chance to turn our backs you find a way to remove all of them. We find all sorts of treasures in them, including remote controllers, cameras, dippy cups and even diapers that didn't make it to the garbage.

You started to get your first tooth at the end of this month. Momma was so happy to see it come in since you were whining and gnawing on your fingers for so long.

You have learned to get off of couches by turning around and sliding off feet first. I once caught you trying for three minutes to go down the first step of our stairs but you chickened out every time.

If I am ever missing a slat of our blinds it's a sure bet that you have removed it and most likely shoved it one of three places, the toilet, the vent, or on the occasion I leave my balcony door open, you throw it over the edge. Fortunately Gage is skilled in the art of retrieving items you have chucked.

You love your stroller as long as you are strapped in, but you whine, cry and try to climb out if you are not.

I catch you imitating Gage constantly. If he runs his cars on the track, you want to run your car on the track. If gage yells in the restaurant you yell in the restaurant. Best of all you love to sing, however, we could work on your rhythm, you never seems to match the "wheels on the bus" or "old mcdonald's farm"

I have never slept so deeply or felt so exhausted day in and day out until now. You provide me more joy than ever knew possible. I love you so deeply.

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