Guess what? I'm 10 months old! It is so hard to believe that I will be one year old in just 2 months. I really have a personality now, and I love to show it. Mom decided to take my 10 month picture in front of the baby gate - to signify my LOVE of getting into EVERYTHING. I don't stop moving all day long!! There are days that mom doesn't even get to sit down until I go to bed at night!
I thought I would list a few of my favorite things for you:
1. Graham Crackers. This is the only solid food I will eat. I used to love little strips of lettuce, but after a bad gagging episode that ended in projectile vomiting (the lettuce got stuck in the back of my throat), i'm not such a big fan anymore. Unfortunately, the big "Lettuce Gag of 2010" happened at Chilli's - where a crowded restaurant of people eating food witnessed me vomit out an entire jar of baby food. It was so awesome.
2. The Cable Box. I love to pound the cable box with my hands. There is no place mom and dad can put it that will be out of my reach - so they ATTEMPT to police it, but I am too sneaky for them. The other day, mom found my stash of toys and dirty bottles back behind the box. Guess I will have to find a new secret place to hide things.
3. Playing the piano. I love to pull myself up on the edge of the piano and play a song. Mom will have to post a video of it - it is precious, if I do say so myself.
4. Throwing things on the floor. Dropsies is SO FUN! It is so funny to watch mom and dad get irritated when I throw everything on the floor. Especially at church. I have a buddy at church named Joey. He is 6 weeks older than me. Joey managed to throw a phone over 2 pews in the middle of church on Wednesday! I think I might have to give that one a try in the future.
5. Animals. Especially Jake. I finally tricked him into liking me. First, I tried to dangle my toys through the baby gate to lure him over. But that didn't work. Then I tried screaming at him to get his attention. That didn't work either. But now, he loves to follow me around...because I'm really good at leaving graham crackers on the floor for him. Mom and dad think I'm just not coordinated enough to get them in my mouth, but really, I am working on my diplomatic relations with the dog. Negotiations are coming along nicely. He has recently taken to licking my face - which mom hates. I keep trying to snuggle up in his bed with him. But mom always stops me. She mumbles about dog hair all over my clothes or something.
6. Being held. Mom says I hit the "independent" "clingy" stages backwards. I was so independent at 6 or 7 months. Now, most of my days are spent chasing mom and screaming at her to pick me up. I am also good at flopping down on the floor and pretending my world is ending when she sets me down so she can go do something. She's pretty tough. I think it might take a while to win this one. She keeps telling me this motto...something about "if mama isn't happy ain't nobody happy", but I have yet to figure out what this means.
I am really looking forward to my first birthday party. It will be coming up here before too long. I hear from the kids at church that the first b-day party is totally awesome. I can't wait! Well, guess that's all for now. There is some graham cracker calling my name in the kitchen. Until next time!
Mason
