Our Kent boy is 11 months old. Time sure flies! This month is going to be quite an eventful one for our family. Next week the movers are coming and also next week Jacob graduates and has his final out and we should be out of Tucson by next Friday. We have less than two weeks left in this house, but I digress, I'm supposed to be talking about Kent at 11 months.
My Kent boy is happy and wild and exciting and wiggly and independent and snugly and reckless and sweet. Sometimes we call him Cyclone Kent because he goes from one thing to the next making mess after mess after mess. I turn around to clean up one mess and when I turn back around from finishing that he has made 3 more messes.
He is super curious about everything and wants to experience it all.
He likes to climb. He climbs in my dishwasher and pulls the dishes out. He climbs in my dryer. He climbs on our chairs and couch. In fact he just figured out how to climb up on our reading chairs to turn the lights on and off in our library room. He also just figured out how to climb onto my kitchen chairs. Yeah, we are in trouble.
He loves doing anything that gets a reaction.
He loves playing the piano.
He loves getting the toothbrushes out of the bathroom drawer and carrying them around the house.
He knows how to open the wet wipe containers and loves to empty them out and rip them apart.
He loves books! He gets them off the shelf and brings them to me, but if I'm busy he will sit and look at them himself. The other day I set him in the cave (the cupboard under the stairs where we keep our toys) and he was sitting in a pile of toys but the thing he reached out to play with was the one book that was in with all the toys.
He's starting to make some animal noises and its so cute! He roars like a lion, hisses like a snake, baas like a sheep, tries to make elephant and frog and monkey noises, and howls like a dog. It's the cutest thing!
He's slowing down on his growing now that he is running and walking all over the house and actually didn't gain anything this month which is crazy, so he still weighs 25 pounds.
Kent loves to be outside. He goes to the door and bangs on it to ask to go outside and he never wants to go back inside. He likes to play in the dirt and to taste all of the rocks. At least he doesn't try to swallow the rocks anymore. :s
He is a mama's boy. The other night I was quite tired and asked Jacob to get up with Kent when we heard him wake up, and Kent didn't like that idea at all. Jacob said he just laid there and said over and over, "Mom. Mom. Mom."
He calls me "mom" and Jacob "dad," and the other day he called Rachel "Kate." I can understand why he works be confused though because Rachel insists we call her Cowgirl Kate and doesn't respond to anything else.
He is an extremely messy eater and uses every meal as hair gel. The hair on the back of his head always has food in it after a meal.
My Kent boy is happy and wild and exciting and wiggly and independent and snugly and reckless and sweet. Sometimes we call him Cyclone Kent because he goes from one thing to the next making mess after mess after mess. I turn around to clean up one mess and when I turn back around from finishing that he has made 3 more messes.
He is super curious about everything and wants to experience it all.
He likes to climb. He climbs in my dishwasher and pulls the dishes out. He climbs in my dryer. He climbs on our chairs and couch. In fact he just figured out how to climb up on our reading chairs to turn the lights on and off in our library room. He also just figured out how to climb onto my kitchen chairs. Yeah, we are in trouble.
He loves doing anything that gets a reaction.
He loves playing the piano.
He loves getting the toothbrushes out of the bathroom drawer and carrying them around the house.
He knows how to open the wet wipe containers and loves to empty them out and rip them apart.
He loves books! He gets them off the shelf and brings them to me, but if I'm busy he will sit and look at them himself. The other day I set him in the cave (the cupboard under the stairs where we keep our toys) and he was sitting in a pile of toys but the thing he reached out to play with was the one book that was in with all the toys.
He's starting to make some animal noises and its so cute! He roars like a lion, hisses like a snake, baas like a sheep, tries to make elephant and frog and monkey noises, and howls like a dog. It's the cutest thing!
He's slowing down on his growing now that he is running and walking all over the house and actually didn't gain anything this month which is crazy, so he still weighs 25 pounds.
Kent loves to be outside. He goes to the door and bangs on it to ask to go outside and he never wants to go back inside. He likes to play in the dirt and to taste all of the rocks. At least he doesn't try to swallow the rocks anymore. :s
He is a mama's boy. The other night I was quite tired and asked Jacob to get up with Kent when we heard him wake up, and Kent didn't like that idea at all. Jacob said he just laid there and said over and over, "Mom. Mom. Mom."
He calls me "mom" and Jacob "dad," and the other day he called Rachel "Kate." I can understand why he works be confused though because Rachel insists we call her Cowgirl Kate and doesn't respond to anything else.
He is an extremely messy eater and uses every meal as hair gel. The hair on the back of his head always has food in it after a meal.
I love this busy boy!