Love My Boy

I know I post about Daniel a ton, but he's my favorite thing to talk about!

A couple of weeks ago marked his 10 month milestone. 10 months. Say what? With each month that passes I find myself both happy and sad. He's still my baby, but not that little bundle we brought home from the hospital. He continues to amaze me though as he learns, grows and explores his surroundings. He's really starting to figure out how things in the world work.

Now to go along with his pulling up skills he has added it some walking around things. He pulls up and then walks along the perimeter. He topples over sometimes...he's got a bump on his eye from hitting in on the couch last night as he fell, but he usually gets right back up again. I got out a push toy for him last night and already this morning he figured out that he could walk with it. He's only done it once, but I'd say by next week he'll be cruising around the house with that baby. He's even getting brave and letting go of things. He kind of stands for a second and then sits himself down.

He has "Go Go Gadget" arms. He can reach just about everything now. Example...he can reach up and pull things off the table now. Sigh.

He LOVES his bunny. He drags that thing around with him everywhere. He always carries it by the Easter egg that's attached to it. Silly boy!

He still wakes up usually twice a night. I always get that "annoyed" feeling when he hearing the fussing, but then once I wake up a little bit I kind of enjoy the bonding time. It's when I can actually snuggle with him. Although he was up at 3 this morning just as happy and as alert as can be. I did get him back to sleep thankfully. I got him to lay down with me and I usually won't make eye contact because he gets all excited, but this time I looked right at him and he just stared at me so content. It was the sweetest thing ever. It made my heart happy!

He's learning the meaning of "NO!" and cries now when he gets in trouble. I kid you not, his sad face is so adorable. Of course, I can't let on to that, but his little lip comes out and everything. Or he gets mad. He furrows his brow and kind of huffs. It totally reminds me of me when I get mad! It doesn't stop him from constantly testing the limits. His favorite "naughty" things to do are pulling books off the shelf (and ripping pages if I don't get there fast enough", playing with any and all cords (especially the fan cord) and pulling open drawers under the TV.

He has also figured out that he can choose what he eats and doesn't eat. We're currently going through a phase where he pretty much only eats carbs. He'll still eat at least one jar of food at supper which is good, but other than that he lives on crackers and bread. (And occasional bites of ice cream. His favorite!) I'm not concerned right now though because I've seen plenty of babies go through this phase. I still offer him things. He usually throws everything he doesn't want on the floor or squishes it in his hand. I'll just keep offering. Eventually he'll decide he wants more.

Other things he enjoys:

Looking at himself in the mirror.

Loud silly noises that Daddy makes. Seriously, he usually jumps in the air and then cracks up laughing.

"I'm Gonna Get You!". Last night I chased him on my hands and knees all over the house. I don't know which one of us was laughing harder.

Following the vacuum around. He used to be scared until I got the new vacuum. It's a bit quieter so I think that helps. Sometimes I just keep him in the crib, but other times like today I let him out. He'll crawl close to it and then when I move it closer he takes off as fast as he can in the other direction. It totally cracks me up!

I suppose that's enough bragging on my little guy. He just melts my heart.