My baby is 11 months old today. He's so full of life! Busy and happy and most happy when he's outside with Daddy and brother, copying everything brother is doing. He's so responsive to everything; and very different from his even keeled brother. Last week he started dropping his morning nap. He just doesn't need it, and if he sleeps longer than 30 minutes in the morning, his afternoon nap will be ridiculously short. He only feeds himself and doesn't like his bottle anymore. I think his first word will be "ball." He chases after them like Wyatt chased after trucks.
He's a sweet blessing to us!