Showing posts with label 10 months. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 10 months. Show all posts

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Almost Walking, Football, and Thanksgiving

Well our little man is almost walking. He takes a step at a time, pauses, and drops to the floor or grabs onto something. He does not like to hold our hands and walk...he is like "Dude, I can crawl faster...let me down." Our wonderful little boy is however doing chin-ups on our baby gates though, which are taller than him. Thank God we invested in strong, attached to the wall types.

Every Saturday at our house is football day...and I mean all day. Now, please don't get me wrong, I love College ball (Go Florida!), but watching random games all day is a bit much. But don't try to tell my husband that.

A's first Thanksgiving was great and he ate like a horse. We let him sort of go wild and he really did...and was put right into the bath afterwards. :) Cooking for so many people was a bit stressfull, but I enjoyed it. Just wish that I could not get behind every year. Those turkeys never want to finish in a timely manner.

We are going to start decorating for Christmas this week and next, and I think we are getting a tree over the weekend. We have to get a real tree (I'm a stickler for a real tree) and I think we may get like an eight foot one. Yay!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Applause Appreciated

*Clap* *Clap* *Clap*

Such a simple action and I cried about it today.

Mostly because it was my 10 month old son doing it.

After working on that all week with him (with him looking at me like "Mom, you have lost your mind") he clapped today! Naturally it was with Daddy, when I was off taking a test at the college. They were watching an African cultural dance performace and they started to clap and so did he. Then he turned and waved and pointed to the audiance (to make sure they knew he was there I suppose) and then went back to clapping with the performers. Daddy said he stole the show.

He is also going to sleep on his own now, no need for rocking. I cried about that tonight. I miss my little baby. I laugh and love and spout joy with every new thing he does, but I also cry a little on the inside (sometimes on the outside too) since I know that he is one step closer to not being a baby at all anymore, but a little boy.

Bittersweet.