Mark :: 11 months

He won't open his mouth to eat unless he has his scepter in hand. i.e. a whisk, wooden spoon, or something else equally appropriate. Once he's got it he's waving it around, smacking it on the highchair, and demanding orders in baby babble.

His two front teeth on the top have arrived! I was so happy to still be nursing to comfort him on those nights he was in too much pain. It calmed both of us down. :)

Climbing everywhere. Stairs, furniture, through the too small space under the coffee table, anything to offer a challenge. Good thing we anchored everything larger than a toaster. Come to think of it, I might do that too. :) (We had quite the scare with Elizabeth, more on that later.)

Likes to cross his feet, as shown above.

Is so giggly and ridiculously fun to tickle that the poor kid gets tortured into laughing attacks on a daily basis. He he, it's my favorite!

Fits perfectly into this vintage romper that I've been saving to put him in until month 11. Well done Marko.

Enjoys swinging at the park, chasing after his sister, and listening to me make up songs while I try to get his pajamas on.

Has eyes the color of mine but shaped like his Daddy's.

No longer has watering tear ducts but still has his strawberry birthmark (hemangioma) on the right ankle. In face it's larger now as it will grow proportionate to his size.

He's practicing drinking from a cup (while Mommy holds it) and also standing while holding onto something.

Bedtime couldn't be any easier at this point with him. I pop in the Binky, lay him down, walk out and close the door. He even sleeps through the night, although wakes up  at 6:00 AM. He's my alarm clock. :)