Almost 15 months and growing

Gosh guys, I'm sorry I haven't been updating this as much as we should have been. I rarely let my mom have actual computer time to type things up. She's a busy lady chasing me around all the time. I've figured out how to operate baby gates and baby latches. Mom says I'm too smart. Nana agrees with her. I'm just a typical toddler figuring out exactly how this world works around me. What fun are baby locks?

At my 12 month appointment I was 31 inches and 21 pounds. We don't know how tall I am right now, but we do know I'm somewhere around 23 pounds. Mom is guessing that I'm probably 32 inches. She just tells me that I'm getting heavier every day.

Christmas was incredibly fun, but tiring. All these houses and food and presents and people. For a guy who wasn't quite one at the time, it was a little bit overwhelming but next year I'll be better prepared.

I had my birthday party on January 12 up at my Nanas house. It was a lot of fun and I got way too many toys.

Since the weather has gotten nicer we've been going to the park A LOT. Let me tell you, if you haven't been to the park, you've got to go. It's seriously so much fun. The slides are awsome, the swings are fun and the crawl tubes are a great way to get exercise.

Last weekend was Easter. My second. Mom is kind of upset that all my firsts are done and over with but at the same time, she's glad that I'm growing up. I had a great time hunting eggs, but I didn't understand why everyone wanted me to put them into my basket. I was having way to much fun carrying them around.

Okay well thats about it for now and I'm really really sorry that I haven't been on here in so long. I promise I'll try to get my mom on here more often.

See you later!

Patrick.
PS, look for new pics.

Where did time go?

I can't beleive it's already December. Our christmas tree is up and so very interesting when the lights are on. I can pull myself up and cruise around furniture. I know to run to mommy when Daddy is going to get me. She's a really great protector, and I know she'll help me to get daddy back. I love to torture our cats. Especially Mia. She's my favorite, and the most patient with me, most of the time. Chloe is a scaredy cat, but I still like her.

I was really not feeling well the later part of November including Thanksgiving so I stayed at home with mommy and daddy. We didn't do anything. They weren't feeling well either. On Friday after thanksgiving (Novemver 24) I took my first steps. I took five steps before falling down. You still couldn't call what I do "walking" per say but I do like to try. It's just that crawling is so much faster.

We learned last week that my brothers are probably going to move to Tenesee. That's a hard thing to deal with. I love them very much and if they move, I'm going to miss them sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much.

Theres going to be a lot going on in the next few weeks. I have a friends b-day party that I will be going to soon and then christmas and my very own b-day party.

Mom says she can't beleive I'm going to be one. I can't beleive how much she cries over that. Didn't she know I was going to grow up? I guess not. She keeps telling me to stay little but I don't think that that is going to happen anytime soon. I'm already in 12 month clothes, and practically 18 month clothes for length. It's just my weight that's holding me back. Mommy stays I'm still a string bean. But I think she kind of likes it because it means that she doesn't have to lug a 25 pound baby everywhere. I am beginning to catch up though. I think I might even be 20 pounds now.

I've got eight teeth now and chew absolutely everything in sight. Including mommy and daddy's arms legs, and sometimes even feet. I like feet. I do not know why.

I was bugs bunny for Halloween. I had a lot of fun going around the mall and seeing all the other kids dressed up. I didn't cry at all. I chewed happily on the candy wrappers of the candy I got, and even mangaged to get one of them opened. That was fun. Sweet tarts. Now what I cannot understand is why they call them sweet tarts when they're so sour?

Mom promises pics soon but for right now she's so busy.

Nothing but trouble

Thats me to the "tee" I am trouble. I'm pulling myself up on furniture and pulling everything else off. At my nine month appointment I was 29.5 inches and 18.4 pounds, so I'm still too skinny for my height but no one seems to think it's a problem, especially mama and Nana when they are toting me around in their arms. I still don't have much hair, although it's beginning to come in thicker and longer on top. I'm kind of jealous of all the other babies with hair.

And I'm EIGHT MONTHS OLD

Boy does that sound old or what? Maybe not to everyone else but to mama it seems so old. She says I'll always be her little baby. I've got news for her. I'm not so little. I don't know how much I weigh but I'm taller than I was and I'm growing. Mom's moved me officially into my big boy car seat. So no more convertible car seats for us. Yay. It really is so much more comfortalbe. I'm crawling everywhere and every day it gets a little bit easier. I stick everything I can find into my mouth, which drives mom and dad crazy but hey I'm a cute baby and it'w what I do best.
Audrey's birthday party was a lot of fun. I had my first taste of birthday cake. That stuff is pretty good. I think I'm going to like birthday parties.
And now my newest friend has been born. Miss Emily Grace. Hi Emily. I can't wait to meet you and pull your hair when you get older.

Seven months and mobile

Well it's official. I'm a crawler. I'm still a little bit slow at it, but I'm gonna get it. Mostly I'm a reacher. I'll get down on my belly and STRECHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH to try and reach whatever it is that I want. Theres a lot of interesting things out there to get. Moms shoes, a candy wrapper, socks, bibs..... you name it I'm after it. My new favorite toy is actually a shoe box. Why not? It makes a great drum.

I turned seven months on August 2 and I'm growing way to rapidly for my own good, or at least that's what mom keeps telling me. I'm still just as skinny as I ever was, but I'm long. Thats why in most my pictures you'll notice overalls. They're the only thing we can find that fit okay. I'm attempting to speak. I say Nana, Mama, and Dada, occasionally but I get confused and end up saying Nama or Dama. Nobody understands what I'm trying to say other than you people and my mom of course when we're busy typing this. When she's not typing, the magical ability to understand me just vanishes into thin air and she asks me the most ridiculous questions that have absolutely nothing to do with what I'm trying to tell her. Thats the way everyone is. It's no wonder I sleep so long at night. Trying to talk to these people is EXHAUSTING.

We're going to one of my friends birthday parties on Saturday. It's her first birthday. I want her present, but mommy says not until christmas or my birthday. I can't wait. Mommy and Daddy can. They keep telling me that I'm growing up too fast. I can't help it. They fed me lots of nutritious food and before I knew it, I was tall. The doctor and nurses say I'm going to be tall. Mom hope so. She says just not too soon.

Well thats about it for tonight. It's 9:30 and I've got to go to bed. I'm exhausted. So goonight everyone. I hope to see you soon.

Love, Patrick