He turns ten months

I'd be remiss if I didn't write about the ten month anniversary of this little bundle of energy we call baby S.

He's crawling. Still breastfeeding three times a day. He's got five teeth. He likes to pull out all of the tupperware from the cupboard. Unplugs the phone. Points at everything. Loves to hand you something and grunt enthusiastically. Smells terrible often enough. Smiles when Seb and I kiss. Loves to have his head rubbed. Has soft, little curls all over his head. Talks to cats as if they were people. Likes to swim. Eats every food imaginable. Is not a good napper. Loves his mom. Is fiercely loved by his mom.

Is getting too big far too fast.