Brady George turned 10 Months Old on November 23rd! He had a doctor's appointment the same week he turned 10 months old and he was 22 pounds and 30 inches long! But I was carrying him in the bjorn tonight and I know it has only been 3 weeks, but based on how my back felt when I frantically begged Brian to switch kids with me, he has gained AT LEAST 10 pounds since then.
You'll have to excuse this months set of pictures. Some how I managed to save picture time until after dinner and during the dreaded witching hour...aka the hour before bed time when your kids turn into tired mini-demons.
BG- 10 Month's Old!
Remember...this was AFTER dinner and he totally got bathed this night...I think.
Griffin took his sticker.
Phew. The sticker was returned and as a bonus I got the little tub of baby vicks!
Which kept him happy all of 3 seconds.
A moment's peace.
His thing this month. Pointing at everything and saying, "What's that?" Which to a normal person sounds a lot like "Wassaaat?" Either way, adorableness.
BG is nowhere near walking yet. Which I would LOVE. But he seems pretty darn content just holding onto furniture, window sills, my legs, the toilet seat, etc etc to hold himself up. He refuses to let go and stand on his own. He thinks it's funny to flop over like a big ole blob of grape jelly. Best thing about being a 2nd time parent? Knowing that one day you are going to shut your eyes for half a second and the next thing you know, they are up and running on their own.
His vocabulary is....growing-ish. Like I mentioned above, he's more concerned with what things are than actually saying words. Or maybe it's just because he only knows how to say "What's that??" and chooses to stick with that. But he loves to wave his special little wave that looks like he's continuously waving at himself. He's really into the bin of all different shaped balls we have and loves to throw them and crawl after them at a rapid pace, over and over. The self-entertaining among children is amazing to watch.
Best new milestone of all? He likes to come at your face, mouth wide open, looking like he's going to eat your face off, but it's his way of giving you one big sloppy smootch. Definitely the perk of my little 10 month old.
Until next month!! (One short month away from my little guy being the big O-N-E! Sniff. Sniff.)
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