Yeeeah, my "What's Up-date" isn't getting put up anytime near my actual eleven month birthday this time, but Ma says she's got some great excuse about someone named Auntie and a wedding shower she needed or something. So thanks to someone with what sounds like poor hygiene y'all, are getting this rather late. My southern gentlemen's apologies, I haven't learned how to type yet 'else I'da put it up m'self. Anyway, I promise not to disappoint - this months been a big one!
Firstly, in the last 6 weeks, I've really decided I know what I like and what I don't and I've decided it's high time a boy expressed himself. And so I do. For example, laying down is for babies, I don't like laying down. This preference isn't always easy to get across to some people tho. (here's lookin' at you Ma with your camera in my face)
11 month stats:
28lbs (Fun fact: At the beginning of this month Dre and Eva were only 6lbs apart! That's nuts.)
30.5in
Yeah, I know what foods I want to eat and which ones I want to toss on the floor, spit out, or give back to Ma. I know when I'd like to get up, no more of this "wait patiently and play nicely in bed until Dad comes to get ya" stuff. I know how to ask nicely for stuff, but I'd rather yell - it's more manly and I'm sure to get some attention. Ma and Dad prefer I call their names when I need something, and they don't move me until I ask nicely. Ugh, they so don't "get" the new me.
Other things about the new me: I'm trying this army crawling thing, it's working for me. I often wave, kiss, give a "five" and clap - hands are cool. I cruise along the furniture and switch from sofa to table to floor without much effort. I can scoot on my bum and get from sitting to crawling. I can walk pushing along a chair and, just for fun sometimes, I've stood all by myself just to freak Ma out a bit. Haha, she's so silly diving for her camera. Oh, and I say lots of new words like, "Done" "Alan" "Fifi" (for my babysitter Faith) "Mmmmore" and "No." I shake my head when I don't like something or when I think you don't want me to do something (quit telling me what to do!). And a couple of my favorite games to play are "Catch the Ball" and "Copycat." I also love seeing if I can fit small toys into big toys. Ma says I'm gonna be a problem solver.
One...
... two...
...three! Look at me! I totally just switched over here without wiping out. I'm awesome.
I got great balance (y'all knew I was awesome already) and I love me some jumpin!
Started a rock band with Sissy. What should we call ourselves - Captain Commotion and the Bedlam Babe? Or maybe the "Rackets?" We're open to suggestions.
I love being with Sissy, she likes to play such cool games. Now that I can crawl, I get to be close to her all the time! It's the best!
Even if I have like a big pile of cool stuff, her stuff is always cooler, and she love to share it with me!
I like to help her to follow one of our family rules: "When everyone's awake, let's play together." She just loves my company.
Have you ever noticed that everything is funnier if you put it on your head? Yeah, I know, outrageously funny, right?? I do this little joke for Sissy - get's 'er every time. "Look at Dre! Haha, no-no, not on your head!" Yes, folks. On my head. Cah-razy.
Don't get a boy wrong tho, I'm not all fun times and giggles, I can be a hard worker too. Just ask Ma, we do laundry together. She fills a basket, I empty it. We're a team.
The helmet is workin' out, Ma and Dad say it's roundin' out the bumps. I only wear it when I'm sleeping or riding for long trips in the car. Soon I'll likely out-grow it (in the next month or so) and I'll be done with it. I hope the stink wears off... Arm 'n Hammer are making some money on us these days.
Pretty soon I'll be one year old, guys! I'm pretty stoked. I think I'll throw a surprise party for myself... I just can't wait to see the look on my face!
