A whole year old. Unbelievable. It seems like the blink of an eye, but I also wonder how in the world we ever lived without him.
He's so independent, and like someone else, refuses to perform, snuggle or do anything else on command. So we soak up those snuggles and relish in his words/tricks when he decides to dole them out.
He's officially a Daddy's boy, which only breaks my heart a smidge (yeah, right!) He is ecstatic when Jordan comes home, and if Jordan's nearby, this boy only has eyes for Daddy. It's pretty sweet. :)
It's been a bit of a rough month with a stomach bug, flu-like virus, throat infection and bronchitis (ain't nobody got time for that), but I think my little guy is finally feeling better.
He felt yucky for his first Thanksgiving, but ate a little of the food and had a good time anyway. He LOVED watching the parade - all that music.
The best part of the last month has been watching his eyes light up at all the Christmas decorations. He loved seeing the Chesapeake lights up close - he mostly just pointed at everything, but when we got close to some said "ball." Yep. He loves our Christmas tree and does pull ornaments off it. He also honored Izzy by pulling down my OSU Christmas tree, the same day as she did last year, the day before Bedlam. He actually enjoyed seeing Santa for the first time - looked up at him with wonder and enchantment in his eyes. Be still my heart. He loves his little nativity set (particularly chewing on Jesus and saying "ba" to the sheep) and his dancing penguin toy that plays Christmas music. He also likes to chew on Coco our elf.
And he has a new sibling - with four legs. Lola has been here almost a week, and they love to chase each other.
We are looking forward to celebrating this boy with his grandparents tomorrow night and his friends on Sunday.
Weight: ~20 pounds
Length: 26.5 inches
New things:
- More talking still. My favorites are his two-word phrases, "Hi Dada" and "Uh-oh Bubba." Yes he calls himself Bubba. I don't think he knows who Hutch is. He also said Mimi, and started calling my mom Mama, a la sister. He calls the cat Ba. (I have no idea) We've been working on baby, and it may be wishful thinking, but I think he pointed at a picture of baby Jesus and said baby. He also repeated me this morning when I said "good boy", though it sounded more like "goo ba."
- Using all manner of push toys, chairs and step stools to facilitate walking. And standing on his own occasionally.
- Drinking almond milk. He tried it and never looked back. He's nursing in the morning and at night ... and soon (sigh) we'll be done. I will likely cry. A lot.
- Repeating animal sounds, with the cow, sheep and donkey from the nativity being his favorite. He points to the sheep and says "ba."
- Christmas music. So he can dance. And Christmas lights.
- His new dog, Lola. Unless she licks him in the mouth. But he does love to chase her.
- Saying "ball" and playing with all manner of them.
- Doing a better job of "pat pat pat"ing his fur siblings.
- Smashing his fingers in the toilets. Well, he doesn't like that part exactly, but he's still obsessed with them. And doors.
- Getting in the dog's crate.
- Trying to open all gifts under the tree.
- Pointing at everything and saying "this"
- Giving hugs and kisses
- Hugging sister especially
- Pulling laundry out of baskets - clean or dirty, doesn't matter. And putting it back in, helpfully.
- Eating dog food
- His sister. They are so sweet when they play (nicely) together.
- Bathtime.
- Sleeping. This is still rough on all of us. Now that he's finally feeling better, maybe this will get better too??
- Being held by momma when daddy is in the room
- Getting his clock cleaned by Lola
- Being refused graham crackers after he's had approximately 27
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