You are 10 months old and just the sweetest baby around! I love you to pieces! Your personality is starting to really show itself and I think there's lots of fun to be had in your life! If fun isn't around, I have a strong feeling that you'll create it for yourself!
You are quite the comedian. And this is so needed! Your daddy is hilarious and you take after him! You're also managing to pick up his dance skills. You'll bob your whole little body to the beat of the tunes of your brother's toy phones and your toy piano.
I can already tell that you've made it your mission to get people to smile and I think it's great! The other day, I watched you crawl in front of your brother and then head butt yourself into his knees. You'd then sit back, stare up at him and yell "uhhh!" while clenching your fists. Later that same day, you crawled under the dining room table as your brother was eating lunch. You parked yourself right underneath his sock feet so that he could rub your hair! Later still, you crawled up to him as his feet hung off the edge of the couch and you proceeded to bite his sock! You are such a hoot. I hope you will always be such a jokester and search for ways to be funny.
You are a lightning speed crawler these days. Watch out! Noah's coming through! You will look up to see which direction we are headed in, and then you will put your head down (to reduce drag, of course) and go on your merry way!
You are a good eater. You drink 4 to 5 formula bottles a day. You also eat baby food (homemade and store bought) at lunchtime and at dinner time. You have an afternoon snack of Puffs and this is also your dinnertime appetizer. :) You can drink water from a sippy cup, but you mostly like to shake it in the air and make it rain. :)
You have the funniest expressions and we smile and laugh at them every single day.
You and your brother are already friends and are really taking notice of each other these days. I am loving this! You will play side by side and you are feverishly working on teaching each other to share.
You take one nap a day at daycare, but on the weekends, you take 3 shorter naps.
You love to be outside, and some evenings I will park your exersaucer on the screened-porch and I'll blow bubbles for you and your brother. You love to sit/stand in your exersaucer and watch your brother and your puppy race around the back yard.
You wear 9-month clothes comfortably. You can wear 12-month onesies, but 12-month pants are a little too long. Size 6-month pants end up looking like capri-pants and that just won't do in this colder weather.
You bob (dance) along in your carseat when we play Christian radio on the way to school. This blesses my heart as I see you in the baby mirror grooving to the beat of God's word.
You are also very chatty, both at home and in the car. You're not afraid to show off your two bottom teeth. Your smile lights up a room and creates memories for days.
We see this face at least once a day:
We see this face about 1,345,564,453,675,894 times a day. Sweet, slightly mischievous, and kind.
I took this picture on a lazy Sunday afternoon. You were so cuddly!
Who can hold their own bottle??? Noah can!
Excuse me! Where did you learn to pull up to look out the window?
Sweet boy.
Happy Halloween!
A cuter pumpkin the world has never known.
Reading your very first Halloween card! You were so excited to have your own card!
Big Brother giggling with you and feeding you your bottle.
Mommy & Noah picture!
Mommy and her sweet boys!
Sitting under the table getting your hair rubbed by Michael's socks.
On your way out from under the table. You certainly caused your brother to laugh hard!
Crawling up to your brother to bite his socks. Such a silly boy.
This is typically the look you give to your brother. A look of awe and friendship. How blessed we are that God gave us you!
Oh, Noah, I love you to pieces.
I pray the verse Joshua 1:9 over you and your brother. I pray you seek the Lord earnestly and always. I'm excited to see what God has planned for your life. He chose you specifically for a grand purpose.
I love you, sweet boy.
Love, Mommy
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