so big!

I'm eleven months old now! That's almost twelve months, which is almost a year.

Just look at all the things I can do now:
crawl
walk
clap
hold my own sippy cup
slurp spaghetti
climb up the stairs
pat the kitty
step on the dog's tail
say "hi"
wave when you're going bye bye
point out the ceiling fan in my room
point out your nose
poke you in the eye
bite your chin

There's nothing stranger than a random rearranger

Some of my stuff is in baskets under the changing table. But I don't like how mom has it set up.


This is all wrong.


These pants should go on the floor.


What?


This sock goes in the other basket.


Whoa, you caught me!

Does that make her 30 times older than me?

Today was Mom's 30th(!) birthday. We took some pictures together to mark the occasion. It's only a month until my first(!) birthday. This is a big year for us. Mom's not taking it so well but I don't see what the big deal is.

Yes, Granny Cindi, I am a ham.

Honey-baked or country style?

New toy

Dad got me a new toy! It's a super fun climbing gym thingamajig. We've got it in the family room so I can play with it every day. There's a slide and a door that I open and close and open and close and open and close...


I'm getting to be a big boy. This isn't a baby toy!

Grandma and Grandpa came by to help me play.

Teething bites!

I'm getting more teeth and it's a little rough on all of us. I'm not feeling so hot, so snuggling is especially nice.


Grandma and Mike
Snuggling with Mama and the ducky