Well I would like to say that with Christmas and the holidays we just couldn't get the 10th and 11th month posts up on time for Blues. But, what it really comes down to is that we have all been sick and can barely keep up with keeping this kid fed.
He is pretty much interested in everything going on around the house and is loving getting up in the learning tower to see what is going on up on the counter tops. Here he is helping me get the kegs ready for cider and other beverages.
He is a baby destructionist at this point. He crawls at extraordinary speed, but seems likely to be giving that up shortly. I wish I had a good picture of him with Scout who he absolutely loves to pet. He frequently crawls around chasing her as she escapes his dangerous hair pulling grasp. However, she is quite happy to receive his pets when I am their to mediate and even when he does get a handful of hair, she is ridiculously tolerant.
It seems that Blues' chief aim right now is to consume as much food as possible. Unlike Ellis, whose preferences were very clear by the time he was this age, Blues hasn't shown that he really loves one thing over another as much. He clearly isn't the fruit or meat fiend that Ellis was, but doesn't necessarily reject very much either. The one thing he clearly loves is Rachel's homemade yogurt, which he will eat in adult-size servings almost any time of day.
He has adopted grunting and a lot more howling (particularly for food) and isn't as easy going as he used to be, but for the most part he is a pretty happy kid, and he looks more and more like a kid every day. Peek-a-boo is now a favorite as is "This Little Piggy" ala daddy:This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy stayed home,
This little piggy had roast beef,
and this little piggy had none,
and this little piggy drank a six pack and went wee wee wee all the way home.
(Until I was 13, I thought the part about the six pack was actually part of the real rhyme thanks to my own father.)
After one foot, he makes his "more" sign and so for the second foot I do the hippie version, ala Ann Arbor:
This little piggy went to the People's Food Co-op,
This little piggy stayed at the intentional community,
This little piggy had organic silken tofu with tamari soy sauce and sesame oil,
and this little piggy had none because he was on a juice fast,
and this little piggy drank three quarts of kombucha and went wee wee wee all the way home.
He totally anticipates the tickling at the end and starts to laugh on the third little pig every time.
And finally, he is officially walking. We got him walking pretty well last night and after a few runs encouraged by us he started to pull himself up and head out on his own. He caught on so quickly that we suspect he has been practicing secretly for some time, making sure he would impress on his first public attempts.
