10 Months (and too many days)

Andrew is ten months! We are so close to his first birthday, I guess I better start thinking about it!

At ten months and pushing 24 pounds, Andrew is an expert crawler and hardly sits still for anything, even meals. He is learning to lift his foot with the intention of walking. He loves to hold hands and walk around the room. Andrew will crawl up the stairs if you let him, but has yet to figure out how to get down aside from tumbling. In fact, whether it's a chair or bed or couch, he hasn't figured out that head first is not the best way to descend. He will crawl under a table or bed to explore the depths and then get frustrated after bumping his head. If you hold him, he wants to see and will try to stand on your lap for a better view.

Andrew has a mischievous smile that looks even cuter with his two bottom teeth. Of course, his beautiful blue eyes and subtle strawberry blonde hair are what makes him irresistible!

Andrew will put anything and everything in his mouth, be it sand, dirt, flashlights, etc. We've had a harder time convincing him to put actual food in his mouth aside from the baby puffs and yogurt melts that dissolve. He is now willing to try almost anything I put in front of him, though most of it ends up on the floor. Meal times are slow since we can only spoon in so much before he wants to take charge of the situation. So, we break up a 4 ounce container of baby food with self feeding practice of crackers, bread or small bits of fruit. When all of that has gone into the mouth and out again, we resume the baby foods so he will actually eat something.

Andrew is very verbal and communicates often to tell us what is on his mind. Any concerns I had about his ear infections are long gone!

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