Happy 11-Months, Clark!

 

Dear Clark,

You are 11 months old!! I cannot believe that you will be one year old in only a month.  This has been a crazy month.  You have turned into a major Mama’s boy.  You want me to hold you ALL THE TIME.  You cry when I leave the room and get mad if other people want to hold you.  I think that most of recent attitude is due teething.  You were sleeping great until a few weeks ago and have been waking up all hours, screaming your head off and inconsolable. You don’t want to eat or be held, you just want everyone in the neighborhood to know that you are not happy.  I am really hoping that several more teeth pop through in the next few days and you go back to being a happy baby.

We went on our first family road trip to Lake Tahoe and you were a trooper in the car.  We learned that you love the “Old McDonald” song, which kept you giggling and happy in between naps and pit stops for gas.  Although you were on my hip most of the trip, you sat on a paddleboard while daddy pushed you around the shallow part of the lake and you loved playing in the sand by the edge of the water.  We also visited Aunt Gerri and Uncle Steve in Sacramento and you went on a speedboat.  Sloane was very nervous but you had a grand time and even sat on Steve’s lap and hung on to the wheel.

You are a little bulldozer.  Daddy and I are constantly saying “no” and “not in the mouth!” because you love getting your little hands on everything in the house.  You have grabbed rocks from the fireplace, cut your finger on the air conditioner vent and poke at the electrical outlets (those have child-proof covers!).   You love adventuring at the park; crawling everywhere and watching Sloane play with friends.  You can pull yourself up to standing but haven’t started cruising along furniture yet.

Not much has changed in your language this last month.  You make sounds that are close to “dada” and “hi” but it is a little bit of a stretch.  You recognize your name and will turn your head towards me when I say “Clark”.  Sloane calls you “Dude” and daddy calls you “Chompers” so I am actually surprised that you have learned your name.   Food is another area that hasn’t had much progress.  Some days you love to eat and other days you push the spoon away.  I have given you more finger foods lately including beans, bananas, cantaloupe and strawberry slices.

I love you so much!!

XOXO,

Mommy