11 Months

Oh Mac... he actually turned 11 months two weeks ago but I seem to be denying the inevitable that he is turning ONE in no time at all. This little baby of mine is growing up much too quickly. I remember when Lola was baby, being told by friends, family, and strangers just how fast it goes; babies, kids, growing up. No one mentioned how it goes twice as fast with the second baby.

Although Dan and I are absolutely loving the stage that our little boy is in right now. He is so curious, yet sly. He is fearless, wanting to climb slides & stairs and cruising all of our furniture. His sense of humor is starting to develop and we are all cracking up at his funny personality. Just today, my dad was riding in the car with us and said, "Hey Mac, ha ha ha." From the backseat, in his deep voice, Mac repeats, "ha ha ha." Which they continued to do back and forth, both getting louder and giggling/laughing through it all.

The looks that he gives are priceless. For as easy going and loving as he has always been, he can give some serious scowls. Sometimes it's a serious face, sometimes it is a face wanting food faster than it's possible to give him. Even with the scowls, he really does have the sweetest little face.

Mac's first experience with marinara sauce. He loved it so much he continued to sign "eat", rubbing it all over his face, and then would get so excited that he rubbed it throughout his hair. Marinara = bath

 Yes, that is an Emerald Green crayon that Mac got his hands on and was chewing. This was the look he flashed me when I swiped three chunks of crayon out of his mouth. It's amazing what happens in thirty seconds of not keeping him in my sight.

Love you, little man.