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12 Months Old.
I turned twelve months old on Saturday. At least, that is the number on the sticker that I wore for my final monthly picture.
Mom and Dad said that now I am called a one-year-old. Mom also said it was good there were only twelve months in a year, because she could not imagine making me sit still for any more of those pictures.
It is fun to look back on all the months that have made up my first year:
The ‘Lou.
Mom, Grandma and I went to St. Louis this weekend. Mom had some oboe thing, but we made it into a big adventure.
It was a very fun weekend, to which this photo diary will attest:
We flew on a plane to get there.
I made sure mom knew about water landings before take off.
After church we visited a big sculpture park.
This is made out of old oil barrels. Nice photo bomb, grandma.
This is a big deck of grating. It isnt a good place to drop your cookie, I learned.
This is a wall of giant metal buoys from the ocean.
After mom’s oboe thing downtown we visited The Arch.
It is too big to fit in one picture.
Then we went to the zoo.
There are elephants at the zoo. I love the zoo.
Mom said this is the only ape she has ever seen not do something innapropriate.
The morning before we left, we visited the art museum. (It was full of big echo chambers, which are perfect for shrieking in. You should try it sometime, but not when mom is around, because she gets annoyed.)
This is a modern piece of art, just like me.
Also, we visited the sight of the 1904 world’s fair.
This was mom's favorite site.
Then I got in my pajamas and we flew home.
I got my own seat.
Thank you cousin Sharon for hosting us on our big adventure!
Grandma and cousin Sharon. Both very nice ladies.
Eleven Months Old.
I am officially eleven months old. I have five snaggly teeth, I can stand on my own, I can do three words of baby sign, I love rubber duckies and my favorite song is Rowan Rowan Row your boat.
I demand a giant duckie party next time I have to sit on this chair with a sticker and a smile, okay mom and dad?
Ten Months.
Ten months old today!
I am kind of unable to sit still for these monthly pictures anymore, but mom insists that I do. She pulls out all the tricks, offers me illicit items, makes funny noises and even tries to hold me down. Can you believe she thinks she can get away with taking two more of these photos? Good luck next month, mom.
We took her to the zoo.
It was mom’s birthday a couple of days ago. She begged to go to the zoo, so dad and I took her.
We saw real elephants.
We saw real giraffes.
We saw so many animals, but mom said these are the two she enjoyed watching the most:
It was a good day. Happy Birthday, mom.
I hope you enjoyed my first time at the zoo.
Equal time.
Nine months old.
This morning during my obligatory photo shoot mom informed me that I have now been out as long as I was in. I didn’t know what she was talking about, and sitting still with a sticker on my onesie is just too much to ask of a mobile nine month old, so…
Sorry, what did you say? Sit still? Um, nah.
That was the end of my nine month photo session.
Good luck next month, mom.
Eight.
This is the eighth sticker? Wait, that must mean...
.... I am eight months old today!
I'll raise an elephant to that! Hooray!
Oh, okay. I will sit still for one good picture so I can get off this chair and go play with Twizzle.
Another Month, Another Sticker.
Well, I am officially seven months old today.
I know, I know, I have so much hair for my age. Mom tells me not to be vain about it. She tells me to just focus on getting older, stronger, and wiser. Well, I am another month older, stronger and wiser today… but I still have fabulous hair.
I don’t know how this happened.
How is it possible that I am six months old already?
Mom says there are still six more stickers left in the package.
She also says that when I wear the the last sticker there will be cake involved. I think I can handle that.