Well, it's a few days late, but here is an update on my progress. I weigh about 20 pounds now. Forget all that skinny stuff from my youth. Stout is the only way to go. I'm trying to watch my snacks though. (I don't want Mommy to start counting Points for me too). I like to pound things. Mommy says that's OK for drums and things, but its unacceptable to pound on my friends. My favorite toys are a package of napkins and a water bottle. Mom got me this terrific command post that has balls and music and lots of stuff to play with, but I would much rather crawl over to the metal coffee table and pound it.
I'm crawling really good, but I prefer "Couch surfing." When I have to get across the room in a hurry, like if I see something shiny that I'm probably not supposed to have, I crawl to the nearest thing I can pull myself up on and use that until I have to crawl to the next thing I can pull myself up on. Daddy says there's an easier way called "walking," but I'm not quite sure about that. I may be short and have a padded behind, but its still a little shocking to land on it when I meant to be moving.
I still love to go outside. Mommy takes me on bike rides and I love that! I also still love food. Since I turned eleven months, I've tried ice cream, zucchini bread, a blueberry muffin, a green pepper... There is a whole world of delights out there. I can't wait to sample them all! And I guess I take after my Daddy, because I love to talk. I say "dadadadadada" for most everything, but sometimes I add in "nanananana" for variety. I have also recently learned "uh oh." I had no idea what it meant until yesterday though. Now I get it, and I like to drop things so I can use my new word in context.
Mommy's busy planning my very first birthday party. I'm very excited about that. Apparently there is cake involved!
So there you have it. Stay tuned for my adventures at the State Fair coming soon!