11 Month Fun Facts

As I enter the homestretch towards my birthday, here are a few things that I'm up to now:

1.  STILL NOT CRAWLING.   Let's face it, I'm lazy.   I've rocked on all fours for four months, but only because I think it's fun.  Not as a pre-cursor to actual mobility, which interests me very little.
2. I'm giving up the sauce.   (Formula, that is)   Mom waters it down with something called "organic cow's milk,"  which is hippie talk for "very expensive." 
3. I'm starting to wear big-boy clothes, and fewer and fewer onesies.  Onesies are for babies.  12-18 mths is where I'm at right now, size wise.
4. I'm getting ready to fly to Grandma and Grandpa Huffman's next week, and I plan on being really good on the plane.  Or sorta good.   Good is relative, depending on who's point of view.
5.  I'm clingy.    I really like my mama, and she really likes me.  We're a good team. Why would I want to switch it up?
6. I like food, but I don't like to pick it up.   I prefer to be fed like a baby bird, and have it delivered straight to my gaping mouth.   Goldfish and Gerber puffs are the only exception.
7. I sleep pretty good, but I like to have an 11:00pm crying jag- just to see which parent will come snuggle me.
8. I like to watch re-runs of A-Team with Daddy.  I do NOT like to watch Downton Abbey with Mom.  Netflix is both a blessing and a curse!
9.  I still love riding in the cart at the grocery store.  Mom says I'm her best shopping buddy.
10. I have six teeth now, four on top, and two on the bottom.  I can make gruesome scraping sounds, especially with graham crackers.

11 Months!

...Stay tuned for my 11 months "fun facts" in tomorrow's post!!

Rocked out

All rocked out, and time for a snooze...


One hour prior:

Cleaning crew

Good thing I'm here to help! Mom couldn't possibly tackle cleaning the pantry on her own...

May the force be with you

Happy Friday everyone!

Pizza Party

Here's me eating my first pizza. One word: DELICIOUS!

Too cute

My mom says I'm too cute. I'm not sure how a kid can be considered 'too cute,' but apparently I am...

I'm ready

I'm ready to graduate:



... To chocolate milk, that is!

10 Months!

I'm 10 Months old now!!   I'm in the homestretch to the birthday, but don't remind Mom of that.  She gets all weepy when anyone  talks about what a big boy I am.  Here I am in my sweet new play area.   36 square feet of carpeted, dog-free, real-estate.   I've got all my toys, and have visual access to my parents at all times.   Having a downstairs full of hardwoods isn't baby friendly, and Mom recognized that I needed my own pad.   Carpet pad, that is.   Grandpa Huffman says it looks like "baby jail."

Ten fun facts about me at 10 months:
1. I'm still not crawling.  I can rock on all fours, but I'm mostly content to stay put.
2. I can play with my toys happily for long stretches.
3. I'm starting to get separation anxiety.  I like to be able to see a parent at all times.
4. I've fully cut my two upper teeth, and just the other day a bottom tooth came through.
5. I'm cheerful and sunny, and like to laugh!
6. I sleep with my hiney in the air, and my arms tucked underneath me.
7. I make wretched faces when trying new food, whether I like the food or not
8. Eggs are the only thing I refuse to eat.  I've thrown them up to prove a point.
9. I recognize sign language for "milk" and enthusiastically respond!
10. I like to read books and turn the pages myself.

Christmas pics!

Some highlights of my first Christmas- My Aunt Sherri even came to see me open my presents!

























I had a nice time, and could really get used to this "gift" thing.   An endless supply of new things to put in my mouth.   Thank you to everyone who sent me things, and thought of me this Christmas!