-You crawl super fast, cruise on the furniture, and push your push toy all over the house.
-Since the day you turned 11 months you have been obsessed with the red corvette Landry gave you. You have pushed that baby all over the gray house :)
-You try to say a lot of things and are especially good at: book, boo, deer, bye, mama, dada, dat, dis, moo, and baaa. This morning you tried to say fish for Nana.
-You love to be outside. You bear crawl on the concrete and grass.
-You loved the first football game last Friday night. You yelled and cheered and Aunt Paige made sure you stayed happy.
-For someone who didn't start eating until 9 or 10 mos you sure are loving food now. You love roasted red pepper hummus, pineapple, blackberries, grapes, green beans, mashed potatoes, tomato, pear from the pasture, yogurt, applesauce, watermelon, cantaloupe, and mostly anything you try. If mom and dad are eating it, you're bound to love it.
-You are finally sleeping more (I hesitated typing this out because I don't want to end what we have going). Around 7pm we get in the bath, do baby massage, get our jammies on, read books, get milk, and usually by 8pm you're out. You wake around 12:30/1:30 and then again around 4:30/5:30. HEYY MAMA :) Mama has had more energy, started getting some cardio in, and loves sleeping more than 2 hours at a time.
-In the last week or so you have started playing by yourself a lot better. Meaning: I don't have to check on you every 2 seconds to make sure you aren't banging on the TV, eating a book, or pulling all my dishes out of the cabinets. Mama also enjoys this because I can complete a task in faster time.
-You love to go "bye bye" but car rides lasting over an hour are too much.
-Since Janie has been out of commission we have mastered the back carry in the ergo for potty breaks! Mastering that made me feel almost as powerful as birthing you made me feel.
-You have cried the last 2 weeks when I left you in the nursery. Talk about anxiety..
-You love "driving". If someone is in the car in the driveway you think it is your turn to drive.
-You love the moo cows, cats, and JJ and BoBo.
-I got emotional looking through your tiny newborn clothes the other day?! What? I haven't felt any of this before. I guess I cried because of all the time that has flown by so fast. Did I take enough pictures? Do I remember enough? Did I enjoy it enough? I do know this: I don't regret rocking you, holding you, responding to your every whimper, fighting for our breastfeeding relationship, wearing you, doing baby led weaning, getting up with you at night, and kissing you every time you're within reach.
I love you, baby. I really really pray that you will be set apart. That you will be strong and brave. That you will have excellent work ethic and a strong sense of "right and wrong". I want you to love the Lord and desire to please Him only. I hope you are an old soul like your dad and me and that you will enjoy a slower pace. I hope that whatever you do in sports, in school, and in life that you will do it like you are doing it for the Lord. Lastly, I hope when people meet you that they will notice your passion. You make me smile, you make me laugh, and you make your dad and me shake our heads. There isn't anything you could do to make me stop loving you. I still can't believe God gave his only Son. I still cry. We are so unworthy and he still loves us.
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