I'm a busy baby but decided you probably deserved an update. I won't be a baby much longer though. I have my first birthday in 6 days. And I'm having my party tomorrow in Lubbock so all my family can be there too. Mommy says we might have a small party with friends on my actual birthday so I might get to eat lots of birthday cake.
I've been growing and changing every day. You already know I quit nursing last month. That's for babies. I do like my bottles though. When I hear the microwave warming up the water for my bottle, I crawl into the kitchen as fast as I can and start fussing telling them to hurry up.
I love this time of year. We've been looking at lots of Christmas lights and I like to say, "Oooooh!" and point my finger at them. My brother decorated our small Christmas tree all by himself. I tried to help, but I kept getting in trouble. I thought the idea was to bring out all those sparkly ornaments and hang them down low so I could chew on them. Apparently not. I also REALLY like ripping bows off of the Christmas presents. So if you're getting a gift from us, you probably have a little extra rip or two in the paper just from me.
I'm not saying any words yet, but I do understand English now. If you ask me if I'm ready for my bath, I squeal and try to dive into the tub. I never did sign "more" or "all done" or any of the other things my brother did, I refuse. I tell you by my squeals and fussing what I want. My mommy always sings me a song before it's time for me to go to sleep. The other day, my brother started singing it to me right after I got up from a nap and I started crying. It wasn't time for night night yet! Now that I think about it, I do kind of say one thing. If you try to make me do something I don't want to do or take something away from me, I fuss and say, "Neh neh neh neh!"
Sometimes I'm jealous of my brother too. Twice in the last week, he thought he could sit on my mommy's lap and give her a hug. I immediately dropped the toy I was playing with and started crying and crawling over to her. She told me her lap was big enough for both of us but it's hard to share.
I've also discovered how fun it is to make people laugh. When we were in Turks and Caicos (see me eating sand in the pic?) my daddy was gently bonking me on the head with a spoon while I was eating breakfast, he's a silly daddy. Everyone was laughing because I would close my eyes in preparation for the bonk even before he tapped me with it. I got the spoon from Daddy and grinned and put the spoon up on top of my head. I knew there was something funny about the spoon on my head and I wanted to do it too. Everyone laughed again.
Another time in Turks, we were playing the "Where's Daddy, etc." game. I'm really good at that game and like to find everyone I know. So my mommy asked, "Where's Grandma?" I looked at Grandma. "Where's Thomas?" I looked at Thomas. "Where's Grandpa?" I looked at Aunt Amy. Everyone laughed at me so when Mommy then asked, "Where's Daddy?" I looked at Aunt Amy again. I'm a pretty smart guy.
I did really good on the flights to Turks and Caicos. I either played or slept the whole time and wasn't fussy at all. But on the way home, I was ready to be home and I wasn't very good. It was a little stressful for my parents, but 11 hours of cars, airports, customs, and airplanes was too much for me.
If I'm ever in the car with you and start crying, I'll let you in on a little secret: I love Queen. There have been several occasions lately when I am not happy to be in the car and the only way I know to tell you about it is to scream bloody murder. Pop the Queen Greatest Hits CD in, and as soon as I hear the opening strains of We Will Rock You, I stop crying and listen contentedly.
I guess that's a pretty good update for you. I am SO looking forward to opening all those pretty presents under the tree!!
