Eleven Months

                                  I'm 11 Months!

In the above picture, Alaric thought he would dress like an orange traffic cone for the day. In reality, I cleaned out his closet and drawers and found this flourescent onsie. You can tell how much he loves it. 11-months was a good time. He loves to pull all my books off the bookshelf and page through them. He loves to play with all the kitchen spices and tupperware. He's not afraid to put anything in his mouth regardless of if it's dog food, paper, or spilled lettuce. He can sign when he wants to eat, and he can blow kisses and wave bye bye. He loves saying "HI!" to the animals and giving them big hugs. Which they all hate. He loves to throw his toys at them and us and laugh about it. He learned to walk but still perfers crawling for the speed. 

He pushed the diaper box to the door, climbed on it, and tried to escape. He quite the little acrobat. I didn't even see how he got up there but I'm sure it was hilarious. Brad said it reminds him of what Tommy Pickles from Rugrats would do. Maybe Alaric is off to find Reptar.

He got his head stuck in the toy box one morning and I was laughing so hard. Needless to say he didn't find it as funny as I did but I had to snap a picture before saving him. 

The fourth of July was good. He didn't even cry at the fireworks. Brad and I spent like $300 but it was totally worth it. I even painted Alaric's toes red, white, and blue for the occasion. I bought him a hat at art in the park and he even kept it on for awhile. We talked around for awhile in the mei tai until I was too roasting to continue. 

We had some family pics taken when my aunt, uncle, and cousin's daughter were in town (not pictured) - this is some of us though. Brad, myself, Alaric, Christina, Joey, and grandma Bert.

Other randoms - pictures with Alaric.. one of Isabel's professional pictures .. and of course some of the fur babies.