Feet walkin' and hands talkin'

On Saturday, June 21, I decided to walk.  We were at the splash park at the zoo, and it was just time.  I mean, I was turning one the next day.  Gotta check off those developmental milestones.  So then Mom and Dad were scrambling to get me some shoes.  And to keep me from killing myself.  I don't know why they worry.  I never fall.  They're always there to catch me.

That same week, I made the American Sign Language sign for milk, and Mom was very happy to give me some.  I use it regularly instead of crying now.  If I can't find her, I call "Mamama", and I get very excited to see "Dadada".  Everything else is "Guh" or "Dat".  I am pointing at stuff to get people to tell me the names.  

I can point to ask for things like water.  I frequently ask Dad to hold me up to the radio and then I turn it on.  I love music.  

I have invented a game where I push my head down into the pillows and growl, then Dad has to do it, then it's my turn again.  If he forgets that it's his turn, I point at him to remind him.  The other day I stumbled backward and Dad caught my behind with his hand.  This turned into a fabulous game wherein I jumped up and down.  I now back my fanny into his hand to get him to jump me around often.

Family day.  Not really a fan of cake, but it's fun to paint with it.

Now the noisemakers I like.

and the pointy hats are okay.

Watch out, playground.  I got this.

All this running around makes me thirsty.  Gotta stay hydrated if I'm gonna be a Florida boy.

First day visiting toddler class...

...and I ain't even tired...

...except maybe a little bit tired...

Riverside Park, feeding birds.

My prince crown.

I put this bowl on my head because I am a comedic genius.  I crack myself up by putting things on as hats, and also by biting them so they cover my nose.  Haha, I am so clever.

Hand, Foot, and Mouth, but no disease

HANDS: Mom and Dad love that I have a grand reaching gesture when I am looking at balloons and trees and people.  Over the past few months it has transitioned into pointing. I finally started waving on June 8, 2014.

I can clap my hands (started the first week of May) and I laugh when others laugh. Dad loves that I am starting to reach for him, and sometimes even spurn Mommy to stay in his arms.

FEET: Okay, developmental milestones. Let's see...I sat up by myself for the first time Feb 16, 2014.  I started from crawling position, and now it's old hat.

Feb 26, 2014 I pulled up to stand by myself twice, first with mom and then with dad in the tub.

On May 20, I took one step toward Mommy in the Staybridge hotel up in Maryland where we stayed over two weeks.

MOUTH: March fourth I got my first tooth, on the bottom left. Mommy felt it when I went to nibble her finger. My second tooth was in by March 19, on the bottom right. Third tooth: upper left, April 12. Fourth tooth: upper right, April 16.

NO DISEASE: We went to Uncle Tim and Aunt Nik's house for the first weekend of June. We went swimming in the river Saturday and out on the boat Sunday. Mom got called to pick me up on Monday after we got back; my teachers were saying I probably had hand foot and mouth disease. The doctor said I had eczema on my legs and arms, a diaper rash from the boat trip, and also some little dots on my trunk as the effervescence of a virus that I had the week before. Worked out for me. Mom played with me and took me to lunch with Dad and I got to eat pizza from Moon River. Beats school any day.

Vie likes to drag me around.

My first yogurt.  I think I am getting a handle on this spoon thing!

I bonked my mouth on the tile.  Dad and Mom kept talking about an "Eeyar" (E.R.).  Then within 15 minutes I was fine and going to school.  Gotta bonk it harder next time!

Gator Farm

Bath time is a blast

Practicing my sit ups.

Climbing on ropes outside the monkey house at Jax Zoo.

Chuck E Cheese

May 2014.  At Mommy's playground in Lutherville.

First time in my bike.  What is that thing?

Visiting Loch Raven congregation in our red tartans.

Mama drank a lotta latte!

Mwahahaha

My first carousel ride on an animal.  

First swim class.  They call me advanced.

Can't be advanced at everything.  Gravity is tough.  Hands On Museum in Jax, FL.

Fell asleep on Daddy's face after a long day at Hands On Museum.

Hanging with Mom at Adventure Landing.

Building with Vie at the Port Discover Museum in Baltimore, MD.

Drinking and driving at such a yound age.

Vie put a flower crown on me.  Not cool.  At the airport observation playground by BWI right before our flight home to Florida.

In the nest at the Jax Zoo playground.

Eat or be Eaten

A lot happens in three months at my age.  So many firsts, but one of them is not teeth.  I'm still a gummy grinner.

Me and this blanky have issues.

At Manatee State Park after my first road trip down to Cape Coral to say goodbye to Aunt Michele the first time I met her.

You relax and let me drive, Dad.

Family Day.  Vie got tons of toys.  I got one toy and a hat.  Why am I smiling?  Because I will get all of her toys one day anyway, but she can't have my hat.

First food: Avocado.

I gagged on it often and threw up.

Got bronchiolitis from RSV and was wheezing.  Mom had left me for her first overnight trip.  That oughta teach her. 

This hat, it is not my favorite.

Why do I always have to be baby Moses?

First carousel ride was with Mommy at Jax Zoo on Thanksgiving Day.

Uncle Timmy and me.  They came up Christmas Day to bask in my cuteness.

It's called a pea coat.

Vie said I was cold  and started stacking kitchen towels on me.

Now I know why they were so excited that I was getting fat!

What's over there?  Touch a Truck Day in Largo, Jan 2014.

With Uncle Mark Jan 2014

I discovered my feet on November 18, and now crank them often while nursing.  If you sit me up I can stay that way, but still can't sit myself up.  I am trying to pull myself up to kneeling and standing and have bruised my face at daycare in an attempt.  

I was blowing bubbles for a while, but now I like saying "Dadadada" because it gets Mom angry.  She keeps saying "Mamama" and I smile and say "Dadada".  It's a great game.   To make up for it, on November 30 I reached for her when Dad was passing me to her.  

I now have a unique cry just for milk.  Mom and Dad think it's funny.  Whatever.  It gets me what I want.