11 Months

This handsome litte guy is 11 months. He is crazy spoiled. He has learned to work the system. When Barbara, from Early Intervention, comes he puckers his lips, turns to me and makes a whining sound to tell on her. He knows she is going to make him work.
He doesn't do the caterpillar anymore, he crawls. He is cruising furniture and has learned to get down without falling. He loves to hang out on the edge of the tub. I am sure it won't be long before he falls in. It makes me so nervous.
He is eating a variety of things. He uses his little fingers so well. He will eat until he is done and then that bite comes out. If you try again, it just comes back out. He doesn't like sippy cups. If you make him a bottle and then walk to his room he will follow you fussing. When you get to the crib he will stop about 2 feet short roll over and cry. It is very dramatic.
 He doesn't like it when he is blocked from getting where he wants to go. The kids tease him by laying in front of him so he can't get somewhere he isn't supposed to be. It makes  him crazy.
He points to the pheasants in his room and makes noises. He says momma and dada but uses them out of context as well.