And then he made a break for it.
It's a fun book, I can't really blame him.
He loves food and seems like a bottomless pit at mealtime. He doesn't love his nap/bedtime, but is getting there. He's always on the move. He's easily walking along furniture. He's an adorable little imitator.
He loves breastfeeding and is adorable when he insists on it. He'll drink no matter what else is happening and is the boss of that situation.
He still uses a pacifier but has decided he doesn't need it as much.
I've finally been letting him sit up for baths and he loves it; he gets super excited when he knows it's coming and sad when it's time to get out. And moves around and plays like crazy all the time in between.
He loves playing with daddy - daddy is a lot of fun!
On the day he turned 11 months I left the gate to the stairs open for a bit and he went all the way up! I'd been consoling our preschooler and suddenly realized and ran upstairs. He was just crawling around up there. He goes for the stairs any chance he gets. I feel like he needs me behind him because he'll occasionally slip down a stair, and it seems to require a lot of effort, but I guess he's fine without me! (Though I hope he won't get that chance again soon.)
He lets me know when he needs something and nothing melts my heart quite like seeing how he knows his mama will take care of him.
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