Bo: Ten Months Old

Bo, 2016

A day or so after we got back from the West Coast, Bo started pulling up on every available surface and standing like a pro. He is very pleased with himself; I'm realizing that my days with a relatively easy baby are likely numbered. It's also wild to see how the first year is racing past. How is he one in December?

Here's a glimpse back at Axel and Oscar at the same age.

Oscar: Ten Months Old

Oscar, 2014

Happy New Year!

We are home from Maine and more or less back into our routines (the great Christmas Nap Strike of 2014 appears to have come to an end.)

And here is Oscar, at ten months old. He's such a delight. A sturdy, funny guy who likes to squeal things that sound like 'Uh Oh' and 'Oh Yeah' and to grab cookies out of his brother's hand whenever possible. His eyes are still very very blue and his hair still stands on end (it's been combed down slightly in these pictures.)

His interests include balls, Sealface the cat, and pretty much anything edible. When he gets tired he likes to come for drive by cuddles on my chest and suck his thumb for a few seconds before army crawling off into the distance. Hard to believe that 2015 will be the year he turns one and becomes a toddler.

Here's a peek back at his brother at ten months old.

Ten Months Old

Axel, 2013

Oh, my not so little fellow.

At the doctor's on Monday, you weighed in at 19 pounds, 11 ounces, and 28.5 inches of baby deliciousness.

The last month or so has been so much fun. You are toddling around after your little wooden cart (with some help), pointing at yourself in the mirror and out the window, banging on the cat food container like it's a drum, and shouting, "Wa, Wa, Wa" every time we head outside for a walk.

The other day, I was reading a blog post, and heard someone describe their 11-month-old as a toddler. Ack! While you are still a baby, I do see those hints of toddlerness...the big labrador puppy feet and hands, the crazy glee you exhibit when I give you a tray full of pieces of toast and cut up cherry tomatoes.

More and more you see me or your papa and crawl across the room to get to us, reaching up for us to pick you up. For a second. You don't have much time or patience for cuddles, but when you do lean your head on me for a second to take a rest and suck your thumb, it's the best.

You are a big fan of your stuffed penguin, and seem to bang your head against him affectionately.

I love that you so rarely cry, and that even as you get a little more attached to us, you still look and new faces and laugh. I love that it's summer again, since you seem like such a summer baby. You are hilarious in your little checked rompers and sunhat, and we are starting to be able to go to the playground and see you really enjoying it.

In the mornings, you go down to our garden plot with your papa to watch him water the veggies. We have a hard time pinning you down to read books, but you adore music, balls, and things that make noise.

I've never really thought of you as fragile, but now that your scar is very well healed, it's hard to remember that just a few months ago we were in the hospital with you. What a resilient guy you are.

Will always calls me a 'future thinker'. When I was 28, I was 'almost 30'. So I can't help thinking of you at ten months as 'almost one'. For today, though, I will just be in the moment and appreciate this double digits milestone.

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