Thursday, February 12, 2009

11 months. Holy crap. HOLY CRAP.

This child is 11 months old. ELEVEN MONTHS OLD. And looking less like a baby, more like a little boy lately. Just look at him:

Ben is quite the talented one. He says "mama" (to and in reference to Mama and Da and the kitties and anything else that pleases him). He eats finger foods (tofu and pasta and all manner of fruit and veg, taking what he wants and throwing the rest on the floor quite methodically and calmly). He grooves to music (big fan of R & B and the oldies station). He knows the meaning of the words "no" and "NO" and "NOOOOO!" (laughing and moving faster as soon as he hears any variation, of course).

Unfortunately, some bad habits persist: How dare we consider, even for the briefest of moments, that cribs are appropriate sleeping environments for babies? How dare we put him down to use the bathroom or brush teeth or put on socks? Yeah, he's coddled, and I'm wrapped...

Better get moving on the first birthday extravaganza...

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