Graham is 11 months. I know, how did this happen? In the last few days I've really noticed that he is moving out of baby land and into the toddler world.
He plays peek-a-boo (covers his own eyes and then pulls his hands away smiling). He can point to "banana" and "ball" and "orange" in his little baby book. He gives kisses and hugs. He feeds himself. He can drink from a cup. He says "Da, Da" when he sees C.J., and I think he means it. He responds to his own name.
But the most precious thing about him right now is still his unique style of "crawling." He doesn't pull up on things or cruise yet. But I'm nervous he will figure it out any day, and then we will see less and less of this hilarious reach-and-scoot motion.
You have to watch this. He is lightening fast on that hiney. We keep him in pants so his leg doesn't get scraped up, and he might need physical therapy to even out the muscle tone in his arms.
Notice he's my souse chef in the kitchen. He loves pulling all the pots and pans out of the cabinet. And he put the strainer on his head after seeing big brother do it (smarty!). He has a great sense of humor and loves getting a laugh from us.
I am wistfully anticipating the passing of his first year. I'm not ready to see him grow up. But watching his personality unfold is so fun. He just gets sweeter by the day.
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