10 Months

Ahhh...10 months and counting! Well, Andrew has grown. Not much though. He is my little peanut weighing in at a hefty 15 1/2 lbs. stretched out over his 28 inch body. This puts him at average for height and way way underweight at about the 2nd or 3rd percentile. Oh well. This is oh so normal for my kids. I think my back is my most richly blessed body part as it fares rather well after porting around my children all day!

Andrew is a climber. His favorite is the ladder to the top bunk. Not a safe zone but thankfully he (just like my other two) stays close by my side whenever humanly possible. He doesn't do much "free" climbing, if you know what I mean!

He is figuring out that standing completely unsupported isn't so scary and really not all that risky. But when it's time to move, he much prefers the comforting safety of a well-grounded crawl.

He's eating well most of the time. He's got his 4 front teeth with the top two just wide enough apart to drive a truck through! Hopefully that will change someday! Still won't touch a bottle (or a sippy cup for that matter) if it's supposed to take the place of the "real" thing. This really is not as difficult as I thought it would be as he only really eats about 4 times a day at this point. He isn't starving so if I'm not around for a feeding and he refuses the bottle, well, he just goes to bed. I suppose he'll learn when I'm not around for a longer stretch of time. There are other ways to get the milk!

Andrew loves to be outside...and really, who doesn't? I just need to get out more often! Now if only we could teach him to talk so that he will stop screaming for everything and disrupting whatever small amount of peace I might have in my day! You know, at one point I did think the screaming was cute - wow! Are those days over! But needless to say, I won't ever be over his cuteness!