Thursday, January 24th you turned 10 months old. Let me repeat that TEN MONTHS! That means you are fast approaching your one year birthday. Holy crap child, slow down. You are taking this developing thing VERY seriously and have made massive strides in the last two months. I'm not even sure I can remember them all.
Teething has been a big deal for you and you now have four teeth. Two on the top and two on the bottom (with one on each side of your top teeth on the verge of poking through). With teeth comes the new adventure of solid foods. You willingly eat just about everything we put in front of you. Cheerios® appear to be a clear favorite, but they are far from the only things you pick up and shove into your little gaping maw. In addition to the tasty little o's, you have also eaten: string cheese, chicken, turkey, bananas, Gerber puffs, biter biscuits, eggs, rice, ice cream, mashed and twice baked potatoes, cheddar and mozzarella cheese, garlic bread, Grandma W.'s homemade bread, oatmeal, rice, carrots, and avocado. You've also started helping us feed you with a spoon of your very own. It's messy but you get so much enjoyment out of being so independent. You are still nursing and even though you've bit me several times, I'm not ready to quit. It's such a special time for us both.
These past two months you have kept Daddy and me cracking up with your sounds and faces. First came the "snooter"—which makes everyone laugh. It's a hilarious little facial expression that can only be fully appreciated when you experience it. You babble all the time and have started making a trilling noise with your tongue. It's like you are rolling your R's and Daddy is jealous because he is the only one in our household that can't do it. You've started giving hugs and kisses and although they are really sloppy, they melt my heart.
One of your newest tricks is what we affectionately call the "boo-gee". When Daddy "eats" your belly he says, "Boo-gee, boo-gee, boo-gee" which cracks you up. Now, when we are playing on the floor and Daddy says, "Boo-gee Mommy's belly", you'll scurry over to me, pull my shirt up a little, and give me raspberries on my belly. It is so funny. It's not just for me either. You also give boo-gees to Daddy and Grandma G.
Bath time remains a favorite activity of yours. If you manage to get into the bathroom you like to climb up the side of the tub, push back the shower curtain, and start banging on the edge. As if to say, "Hello! I'd like to get in NOW. Kindly fill this with water at once."
You are a HUGE fan of books. When we are sitting in the rocking chair in your room you will point adamantly to the bookshelf nearby. Three book minimum. You point at anything you are interested in—which it everything. Outside. The cupboards. The light switch (which you like to turn on and off).