12 months went by way too fast. It makes me a teeny bit sad I won’t lie. Here’s where we stand with the Moose Taco Man:
** He’s got 6 whole teeth (3 more are starting to poke through, ohhhhh yes, we are well aware given those bouts of sadness he gets)
** Has completely abandoned his lame crawl for proper standing and walking.
** Says Da-da, banana (bah-bah-naaaaaaaahhhhh) at 12 months. Where we stand today (another month out), he’s got a decent grasp on Hi, Ma-Ma (which he uses for milk, sadly enough, because mama is the sucker who gives him all the bottles when he’s sad) and is trying to say ‘brother’. He actually chatters nonstop, like NONSTOP. So I fear for the day that he has more actual words, because I think he’ll be a mini-Pete who also never stops talking.
** Still loves his bottles.
** Still loves his Lil Bub, his billies, and dinosaurs. And broccoli.
**HE SLEEPS! Slept through the night the last 4 nights in a row, which is certainly a promising sign. It was a long 13 months, but could have been longer, so not complaining. Just sweet relief.
Of course: now that I’ve said that, I’ve probably jinxed myself and he will be back to getting up 2-3 times a night starting tonight.
**He gets into everything, cabinets and drawers and toilets… He climbs into furniture and can get up the stairs pretty handily. In other words – we spend a lot of our time trying to keep him out of trouble.
** I actually started typing this about 2 hours ago, and it’s taken this long thanks to that fool getting into things.
And the video, of course. I actually put this together weeks ago, just forgot to add an intro, so took care of that shizz today. TADA! Enjoy.
And welcome to the age of One, little beast. Can’t wait to see what the next year brings.