Eleven Months Old
Posted on | January 18, 2006 |
Dear Bean,
You are now officially one month shy of a year old, and flying. Well, almost flying. You’re cruising about and doing this funny falling thing towards the next piece of furniture with no hands, and it makes you look like you’re ready for take off. I have every reason to believe you’ll learn how to RUN before you learn to stand or walk.
This month things have become unpredictable. You climb now. You reach things impossibly high and far out of the way. You cry on demand when you want something and can’t get it. You’re getting three more teeth in at once (you currently have four), and it’s making you clingy. And you’ve stopped liking to eat any solid foods except for macaroni and cheese, green peas, pear-strawberry sauce and yogurt. You show your disapproval for all other foods by rapidly spiting it out while making totally disgusted faces and ptttt noises..
You are so funny and thoughtful. You love to make us laugh, and you furrow your brow like I do, when you concentrate. You still love to dance, and certain music makes you boogie more than other kinds. You love anything with a Latin flavor, and you shake your bootie and bob up and down to the rhythm. It makes my heart melt with happiness, watching you dance! (Nothing is better than a guy who can dance, little man. Remember this when you’re in college.)
You’re also starting to babble in long strings of sounds that sound remarkably like words, and you’ve taken to not only copying my tone but also my gestures. Apparently I shake my head when I say ‘uh-uh’ (no), and now you do this. Not just when you mean to say no, but all the time, until it makes you dizzy. You and daddy have head shaking contests in fact, over dinner. You both give up when you can’t sit up anymore.
I’m beginning to understand that everything I say and do is absorbed by you. You watch what I like and how I like it, and what I do not like. You calculate where I’ll be going, based on where I’m looking, and sprint of full tilt, especially when it’s towards doors to forbidden rooms. You love kisses. And pushing buttons. Thankfully, though you do on occasion push MY buttons, mostly the kind of buttons you really love to pushing are on phones and remote controls. You’ll sit for a very long time pushing the buttons on the phone, but when it starts beeping at you, signaling the line is dead, you look up terrified and fling the phone away from you.
You’ve started calling me ‘mama’ regularly now, and Daddy, ‘dada’ and I think it is not a mistake that when I say ‘kitty’ you say ‘di-di.’ You point to things that you want, you reach out your hands, and when all else fails you wail. You must be so annoyed that we can’t read your thoughts already. I can’t wait until I can say that I love you more than anything else in the world and you’ll know what I mean. And I can’t wait until you can say you love me too.
Until then I’m content with your fierce little hugs wrapped around my neck.
Love,
Mama
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January 18th, 2006 @ 9:47 am
He is so sweet and cute! Happy eleven months, little Bean! Getting so big…
January 18th, 2006 @ 11:39 am
January 18th, 2006 @ 11:56 am
beautiful boy!
January 18th, 2006 @ 12:47 pm
I can’t believe how much he’s growing! He’s certainly not your little baby anymore. Love the painting pic! He’s really following in his mama’s footsteps…
January 18th, 2006 @ 2:27 pm
I know I am sounding a little repetitious here but MY GOD he’s so beautiful.
PS - I voted for you….quite a few times…hope ya win!
January 18th, 2006 @ 2:46 pm
Your boy is such a dandy! I’ve never seen a cuter kid (except maybe myself…just kidding!). I’m so glad you write these letters and include such adorable pictures. What an honor to watch alongside you as Bean grows up.
Also, I have that same blue BB&Beyond canvas bin in my closet holding my sweaters.
January 18th, 2006 @ 2:55 pm
Those pictures are adorable - especially the photo of “the artist as a young boy!”
January 18th, 2006 @ 3:55 pm
and those hugs make it all worth it…especially on days i want to shove mine in a closet…ha! i love reading your letters to you little one because they remind me of my own at that age. and did i spot Tails in the book bin? that was britton’s all time favorite book at about that same age. i read it to him so many times i had it memorized.
January 18th, 2006 @ 6:45 pm
I keep trying to vote for you more than once and being told I already voted and my new one doesn’t count. WAAAH! I love Bean’s painting! He’s obviously following in his mommy’s very talented footsteps
January 18th, 2006 @ 7:02 pm
Bean will surely love this when he gets older. When I look at old photographs of myself as a child, there’s no running narrative along with them. Sometimes you just have to imagine what I or anyone else in the pictures were doing or saying or mumbling.
It’s a wonderful gift, the Internet. It allows creative people like yourself to not only post and share your photos and thoughts with close friends and relatives, it allows complete strangers like myself to get a glimpse into another’s world. For that, I thank you. Congratulations and good luck in BOB 2005.
Regards,
Brent
P.S. I really enjoy your writing style and voice.
January 19th, 2006 @ 1:45 am
just gorgeous. my husband walked in as I was looking at your post and I called him over to look at Bean. He said “I guess you’re going to want a baby now.” He agreed he’s just about the cutest little man ever.
January 19th, 2006 @ 2:44 am
I found my way to your blog through a link from a friend’s and was SHOCKED to read this bean post. I have a 10 month old who I call bean who could be his twin (in actions, but not looks–my bean is puerto rican). My bean is saying kitty and is clingy and climbing and absorbing my every move…I think I should introduce him to paints soon–looks fun. Thanks for the serendipitous post!
January 19th, 2006 @ 7:47 am
You are in the wonder year … HH is now two years & four months old … A heavy handful, almost his own man but wanting very much to be fully his own man … I know you are savoring this time because you are who you are …
January 19th, 2006 @ 8:53 am
QT pie. Enjoy him, as it seems you are–it goes super super fast. My dd is 15 and my son is 6 and I’m quite sure I only stepped out to the grocery store and when I returned, there they were, all grown up!
January 19th, 2006 @ 2:31 pm
*sigh* what sweet, precious thoughts you’ll be able to share with bean someday. and thank you for sharing with us, it melts my heart.
January 19th, 2006 @ 2:42 pm
I really don’t remember how I found your blog a few days ago, but I’m so glad I did.
Your boy’s so cute and I’m glad your cat returned back home. I also have a kitten,so I understand your feelings.
I voted for you, hope you win!
January 19th, 2006 @ 5:23 pm
I love the shot of him painting. He looks so big! Can’t believe he’s almost one!
January 20th, 2006 @ 12:32 am
hello, mobility! happy 11 months, bean. you and ezra would have quite a time together, I think.