Merry Christmas

Looking forward to Max's 1st Christmas

He loves the lights, constantly points to them and says "Ooohh"

11 months!!!

Well, here he is at the final month mark before 1 yr!! Final countdown to the birthday bash is on. I can't believe it's here. He's soooo big now. Walking and talking like CRAZY!!

Cute Max

Max is walking now. He can take anywhere from 3-18 steps so far without falling. Depends on the footing and balance he gets at the start. He can climb up the stairs now also.

He says LOTS of words. Mamma and Dadda were his first, literally within minutes of each other. He has perfected them both over the past month. His next words were "hi" and "bye" associated with waving. Cute as can be, his next word was Daisy, our girl dog. Poor Baxter, he can't say his name yet - that daggone "x" is just too hard. (great for him being named Max).

He worked on those for awhile and within the past week or so he's had a language explosion. He says sweet, that, oh, baby, owl, puppy - I think that's it for now. We're working on more!!

Halloween

Max was on "safari" for Halloween. He was pretty good at it too, he caught a lion. He trick-or-treated Granny and Papaw Stewart's and Nana and Papaw Stowers'. Lena and Aunt Lori were there too! He got lots of applesauce and Cheerios.

Close up of Safari Max

I've had my pumpkin Snoopy for years now but I couldn't help myself and get Max a stuffed animal pumpkin. He loved them both. I bought this Halloween outfit for him on clearance last year when I was just preggers. I got Macey a matching one also.

Hey Snoopy, it's Halloween!!

10 Months

Sorry I'm about 1 month behind on the blog. Max literally got sick the day after Halloween with bronchitis and it progressed into an ear infection. That went on for about 2 wks. So, needless to say, we've been worn out.

Anyway, here's lil man at 10 months in one of his Halloween outfits.

9 Months

Here is it, 9 months. He's around 28inches and 21lbs and change.

Little Man Growing Up

Playing in his walker

Granny & Papaw Stewart bought him this

He loves it, but he does terrorize the dogs now

He loves pulling under the kitchen table

We call it his "garage"

He shoves the barstools around to get under there on his own

Look at me, in my walker


Learning to "cruise"
Starting to pull up and walk holding onto everything
Here he is holding onto the gate on the top of the stairs





Sleeping on my footstool to my rocker in my room
Mommy rocked me to sleep this way