10 months old!

Where has the time gone? Seriously! I can't believe my little 7 pound 3 ounce baby boy is now 10 months old! We went to the doc the week he turned 10 months to find out that our little boy is definitely still little- despite that the fact that I believe he weighs at least 50 pounds. Trevis brough him so he couldn't tell me how long he was but he's still in the 25% with weight at a whopping 20 pounds. Now anyone who holds Easton thinks I'm lying because he's SOLID but alas... he's a "skinny" 20 lbs.

With 10 months comes some new milestones. He's quickly progressing OFF of baby food and bottles and more to food he can feed HIMSELF and sippy cups. Sometimes the independence frustrates me as I see peaches in his hair and think "I just cleaned you off!" but watching my baby grow up has also been so rewarding. I love that he has mastered the pincer grasp. I love that he points to things now (even if sometimes he points IN my nose). I love that he's "soaking it all in". Being Easton's mommy has certainly become even more rewarding than I could have ever imagined.

His favorite things involve being outside and anything with animals. The wagon is his absolute FAVORITE thing as he holds the side and just looks out into the world going by.

He has completely REGRESSED from the attempt to walk as he doesn't really enjoy standing anymore and would much prefer to bounce up and down on his knees. It's all about convenience and laziness for Easton- he'll do it IF it suits to help him get where he wants to go and IF it's not something we are trying to make him do. As other parents in this age group relish in the "he/she is cruising and pulling up on everything!!", I've taken the "I'm just relishing him crawling and not growing up too fast yet" approach.

Loving ice water out of the sippy cup.

Afternoon snack! Snowballs and popsicles are some of his favorites!

Bumping up and down in my little red wagon :)