biter biscuit

My first biter biscuit! I'm the best eater you'll ever meet... when it comes to the Gerber 1st foods. I'm NOT a fan of anything solid; no Cheerios, no Graduates puffs. Today, Mommy got me some biter biscuits and I'm kinda diggin' 'em. And, of course, where is my trusty partner-in-crime, Potter? Right at my side. I LOVE you, Potter!

9 months

I'm 9 months old today. Mommy and Grandma took me to the doctor. I weigh 22 lbs 11 ounces and am 30.5 inches long. I also got a shot, OUCH! I didn't cry though... Mommy says I'm her brave soldier.

one brave boy

Look, Ma... one hand.

my first Christmas

Well, Christmas is here and almost gone. I got too many great toys to name. Aunt Lindsay even got something for Potter. I had a great first Christmas spending time with my family. Mommy can't wait to catch up on some much needed sleep.

an early Christmas

We went to Great Grandma's today to exchange gifts for Christmas. I got a lot of really nice gifts. I was so well behaved considering that 1) I'm teething, 2) I missed my 11:30 nap and 3) I was in a different environment with all sorts of people that I don't see too often. That being said, the day was a great success. The roads were a little dicey on the trip down, but on the way home we stayed on the main roads. I slept almost the entire way home! I really needed the sleep. We all arrived home safely and are looking forward to a busy week of holiday festivities with family. I'm really loving this whole Christmas thing!!

All Mommy wants for Christmas...

...is my two front teeth! It's official, my two front teeth will probably make their debut just before Christmas. I wonder if the song was written by a mom with a teething baby? Mommy says she feels sorry for me because she knows I'm in pain. All my teeth are coming in so quickly! Last time I was at the doctor, on 10/15 I had no teeth. When I go on the 28th, I will have 6 maybe 8! That is crazy. Mommy still swears that my two bottom teeth are coming in too. Thanks, Santa! Please help my teeth come in really fast because they hurt!

you better not cry...

well, I did. But only a little bit. Mommy and Daddy took me to see Santa tonight for the first time. We waited in line to see him for an hour and a half! I was a perfect angel in the line. I didn't fuss hardly at all. When Mommy put me on Santa's lap, I cried. I didn't cry for long though. The elves snapped a pic of me crying and then two more of me looking like a "reindeer" in headlights. Mommy had to have a copy of the picture of me crying. She told Daddy it was a rite of passage for me. I know she is happy with the pictures. I hope Santa is good to me this year, even though I cried when I met him. I'm gonna be especially good until Christmas.

not so cowardly lion

On Sunday night I started to walk on my knees with my lion. Then, last night before a LIVE audience, I took my first steps.

ENCORE! ENCORE! ENCORE!