Somebody turned 11 months old over the weekend. He got this cutest bib from our Hong Kong family--thanks for the thoughtful gift! I love getting packages in the mail out of the blue. His favorite past time now includes wrestling his stuffed animals and carting them all around the house for Mommy to pick up.
He signs "more" and "all done," which is sometimes exciting and sometimes leaves me grimacing as I feel like I need to honor his communication attempts. The other day he was whining for an orange, and I didn't intend to give him one--but then all of a sudden he began signing "more," while stretching up at the counter toward the orange. So of course I had to give it to him after that. He loves oranges, grapes, and apples. I ration them as though they are candy. Because they sort of are the baby-candy-equivalent.
He can climb up and down from the couch and bed.
My favorite thing he does right now is to have periodic "resting" during active play. He'll be rushing all over, busy as can be, and then suddenly flop down on the ground and take a breather, his cheek against the floor so comfy. Sometimes he drops onto a stuffed animal or pillow or blanket that he's left on the floor, and that looks like a comfy spot to rest also.
He is definitely down to just 2 naps a day now. And the morning one is not as reliable as it used to be. I think we are still adjusting.
His favorite book is called Where is Maisy's Panda, which is a lift-the-flap book and Lo claps at the end when the panda is found. We think he is so brilliant. Or maybe just well-trained.
Speaking of training, we taught him a new trick. He plays "fetch." He has always liked playing catch with a ball, but now we can throw the ball really far away, across the room, and he'll run to get it, then run back and hand it to us. Then we throw it again, he runs for it again, and brings it back. Gets him nice and tired. =)