Enough with the kissing already Mama!
It is official. Ok, a week past official. The boy is 10 months old. Oh what a difference a year makes. I can't believe he is almost a year old! Less than 2 months away. A party in January! I don't know how to throw parties in January. I am usually so deep in my Seasonal Affective Disorder related depression that I don't really do much of anything in January or February for that matter.
Max continues to be just a great baby. He sleeps very well. A good nap a day and 6:30 pm to 7 am just about every single night. It is a very rare occasion that he's up in the middle of the night or is difficult to get to sleep. Yes I just probably jinxed myself.
He has got to be pushing 30 lbs now. He's a moose. He is crawling like crazy. He is pulling himself up to standing and scooting around the furniture. He isn't walking yet but he really wants to. I think he might beat the milestone Ella set of walking just after her first birthday. I am thinking we'll see walking before he is 1.
Talking! He is babbling away and grunting. More grunting than babbling really. Lately I've heard the beginnings of mama. Sounds like muhmuhmuhmuh. Usually used when he's frustrated. EVEN HE KNOWS MAMA FIXES ALL THINGS WRONG! He also is working on Daddy. Dadadadadadada. He's a little better at that one actually. Yes, the one who had needles in her uterus will most likely not be the first one he puts a name with!
This morning he was crawling all over and I looked at him and trying to get him to repeat me said "Mama" and he looked straight at me and said "DADA!"
Little gjk*(&#$!
Love him though! Wouldn't trade that boy for all the money in the world!
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