MMan is officially 11 months old. [Insert all cliches about how fast time goes by here.] He's sporting 8 front teeth and working on a couple of molars. The baby-face is slowly shifting to the face of a toddler and I'm alreading seeing glimpses of mischief in this little guy. If he's awake, he's on the move. He is a master crawler and with the introduction of shorts in the last couple of weeks, he has taken to the "hands and feet" bearcrawl method. He gets around quickly on foot too as long as there is a piece of furniture or cabinet to hover his hand over as he goes. If he's asleep, he's out for 3 to 5 hours at a time. This makes for great naptimes, and not so great nights. His giggles are just about the greatest thing and when GGirl gets him laughing, any of the frustrations of the day melt away.
He got to take his first airplane rides when we went to Colorado and travelled like a champ - even if he didn't sleep a wink on the way out there. I think he may have the early stages of FOMSS (fear of missing something syndrome) manifesting. I'm told it runs in the family.
Every day is an adventure and I'm having fun seeing the adventures with my little man.