First of all, he's climbing up the walls. In the chairs, on the couch. I won't be surprised if I find him in the roof soon.
His latest maneuver is climbing into this walker by himself. I bought it for him when he was 6 months old. But he is enjoying it way more now.
Second, we are loving every minute of his ever budding personality. He's so darn hilarious. And of course we think he's just brilliant. He imitates everything we do, especially talking on the phone. I think its safe to say that his first word is "hey", pronounced "eh." At any given moment he can be spotted hodling an electrical device (remote control, phone, ipod, etc.) up to his ear and very casually saying "eh."
Lastly, I'm going to share a little bit about weaning him. So deeply sorry for those of you who find this to be TMI for a blog post. It has just been such a HUGE part of this first year of his life. He has been an avid nurser from the get go and weaning him at almost thirteen months is a challenge for both of us. I think he would nurse until he got his driver's license if I gave him the option. However, it is just time for me to let it go. I desire the freedom and flexibility of not nursing or having to pump when I'm away from him. My goal is to be done by June 1st, just in time for a two day get-away with my best friends and college roommates. Anyways, it is a pretty emotional process. I've already cried like two rivers and I'm sure I'll cry three more before I'm totally done.
Deep down I know there is a time for everything, and I so look forward to the many stages ahead. My heart is overjoyed.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: