.....and a week. A bit late this month, since, you know, we were in Lake Powell. Soaking up the sun, with Wyatt being a total angel and such.
This past month has been crazy, what with our thousands and thousands of trips home. I was worried that all the craziness would royally screw up his super wonderful sleep schedule, but it didn't. And he was fantastic. Honestly, how did I get this lucky?
I have already decided that the rest of my children will be terrors. I can't really have
ALL my kids be so happy and easy going, can I? Cause otherwise I'll have like, a million children. Cabe? Better start honing your remodeling skills to "make room for all zee babies..."
(that's for my family).
So let's see. He's busy. Have I mentioned that already? A hundred times, you say? It's just HE IS. Always has to be doing, pulling, pushing, opening, grabbing, climbing, climbing, climbing, climbing...
He discovered my parents huge staircase, and it was all over. It's all he wanted to do, besides suck on the ends of the chairs we'd put up to guard the staircase.

I'm starting to become very afraid for later. Like, tomorrow, because I swear the kid learns and does things so quickly it's scary. Like today? Today he was standing in front of the TV stand playing with the Playstation buttons (our dvd player...still don't have a real one...) like always. I was answering a quick email and suddenly I heard the music for Baby Signing Time. He had turned on the TV and the Playstation and boom! He stood there watching it, so proud of himself.

(love that my 10 month old is still wearing his 3 -6 mth clothes...gettin' your money's worth on that shirt, dad!)
I pulled him back, of course. Not that he stayed there, I can never figure out why they feel the need to be RIGHT NEXT TO THE TV. Is that a baby thing or a man thing?
He started saying ma ma. You know, not mama, but close enough. He's also recently added ya ya, and for the first time today, da da. You should have seen Caleb's face. Had we all not been sick he'd have insisted we go out for ice cream. (Or rather, he voiced it but didn't have the energy to insist it.) I just love listening to Wyatt babble, trying to pick out how his voice might eventually sound.
You know, when he's asking me if he can play for five more minutes, or how many more bites of peas he has to eat.

Though for the record, he loves peas. That's right. My baby, the one who used to hate peas, now picks them out from among the corn and carrots and cheese and peach slices. Success! He'll eat pretty much anything you put in front of him, so long as he can pick it up and shove it in there with his own 10 fingers. Beans, zucchini, rice, pasta, olives, any and every fruit, and anything from your plate. Your plate is always better than his tray.
He's waving now. A cute little hand flappy wave, which he'll even do for strangers if they wait long enough. Walking around the grocery store is one big waving-grinning-squeal fest. From strangers and Wyatt. I never know what to say back, it all sounds so rehearsed. Yes, we think so too. ...We're keepin' 'im! .....Thanks! .....Yes, he's a pretty happy guy... I've never been a good compliment reciever, but this doesn't even seem to fit. Thank you, I did grow him in my womb for 9 months...
He does this noise, this raptor, sucking in all his air, noise, whenever he gets excited. I've got to capture it on camera before he stops because he'll do it almost on command. If you make the noise first, as my cousin learned, he'll do it right after and he seems quite pleased with himself. It's adorable.
Though we pretty much think everything he does is adorable. He changes every day, and each day is more fun than the last. It's so strange and so surreal to be part of it and to be able to literally see him grow and learn. I get excited for the future, for soccer games, Little League games, for the first day of school - and at the same time I would like to grab this Father Time, wherever he is, and shake him by the shoulders. Don't you know this is going too fast? Slooooooooow doooooooown! I want to enjoy this for just a little bit longer...
Just the way he is right now.