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- 10 months old and very active

- Very mobile...but refuses to crawl. He does a very fast army crawl, pulls himself up to his knees (close to pulling up to standing), loves to scoot/crawl to a cabinet and then pull himself up and stay there and play on his knees.

- Thinks he's skinnier than he is and tries to fit in little tiny places and gets stuck. He often tries to retrieve a pabby or a toy that has gone under the couch or is in the back of a cabinet and then hollers loudly when he gets wedged. I usually laugh and take a picture before rescuing him.

- Growls all the time. Very loudly. During church.

- Loves to show off his tricks while he's eating. It makes for a wild time, trying to get spoonfuls of food in amongst all the clapping and growling and doing "so big!" and head ducking (being shy). It is very cute, though.

- Very wild dancer. He just rocks back and forth, but quite vigorously. He, of course, loves to dance while I'm trying to feed him and it shakes the whole chair. He'll dance any time he feels like showing off, but if he hears music, he'll stop mid-cry and start dancing.

- Loves Orva and follows her around all day. She spends her life either freaking out and melting down about it, or being smart and putting all of her things up on the table. It's either one or the other - never a nice in between of sharing.

- Definitely a momma's boy and very snuggly. I love it. He's very content and happy most of the time and when he does want to be held, I can just put him in our hiking backpack we have and he's thrilled to be packed around in that while I cook/clean/etc.

- Horrible sleeper - still wakes up at least once or twice a night just because (he's not hungry - I never have to feed him until morning). When he's sick at all, it's more like every hour all night long. Miserable. During his naps, he spends about an hour and a half playing, then twenty minutes crying, then thirty minutes sleeping. Thankfully, he's pretty cheerful despite his lack of sleep. His mother is not.

- So squishy and cute, but thinning out some. This is right when Orva started to thin out, too. I'm going to miss his squishiness.

- Loves the bath. He spent the first six months of his life absolutely hating it, but now he thinks it's great. We have this one little round guy that is a bath toy and he just loves it. He goes nuts over it every night (lots of growling and yelling and clapping and frantic waving of arms when he sees it). It gets dangerous, though, because he is perfectly willing to drown himself to get to the little guy. It's funny - we have a blue one and a yellow one that are exactly the same. He only likes the blue. Orva tries to switch it out for the yellow one and he'll have none of it.

- Grabs at things and lunges for things way more than Orva ever did. He has to have everything he sees. I almost drop him all the time because he tries to leap for things.

- Happily wanders all over our house. Our new house is much bigger than our old house so he gets lost all the time.

- Knows where all the cords are in our house and gets tangled in them daily, no matter how much I try to keep them safely tucked away.

- Love, love, loves his pabby. When I nurse him in bed in the mornings, I always have his pabby right there and without fail, he reaches for it behind his head and grabs it and puts it in his mouth. He'll take that over nursing any day. If he has two, he'll sit there and just rotate back and forth - putting one in, then spitting it out and putting the next one in.

And now, for some pictures of my squishy beast:











P.S. Coming soon: update on our house. Stay tuned, but don't hold your breath. You know how I am with blogging.