Lovin' On Littles: Ten.Months.Old

At TEN months, you:

Think you are hilarious when you sneeze

Will eat apples and pears when mixed in oatmeal now (!!!)

Have been to your new daycare for 2 weeks

Love 'The Itsy Bitsy Spider'...gets a smile every single time!

Kick. Non. Stop.

Are obsessed with drinking water out of a cup
Are starting to have a touch of stranger danger
Started waving "bye bye" on 9/23/13
Still wear size 2 diapers
Fit perfectly in Gap's pants size 3-6 mo
Wear mostly 9 month onesies
Love your singing puppy
Get compliments almost daily about your hair
Get really excited when you see Mommy or Daddy
Love your aunts
Sleep 9-12 hours a night - like a total champ
Still struggle with constipation pretty often
Usually eat about 30 ounces of formula a day
Refuse to hold your own bottle (again)
Have just 2 teeth on the bottom
Babble a lot, especially after bottle before bed
Are not much of a snuggler
Are going to be ONE in TWO months :( :( :(
Love to play Peek a Boo

Let's talk about your new daycare. As expected, you hardly ate or slept there the first week. You are only one of four kiddos in your room, and they are all your same age. Your teacher, Heather, seems to be amazing and from what your Daddy has heard she is one of the best. We get a daily report on what/when you eat, sleep, poop and even what you did that day learning and play wise. Much different than our last one where we never had any idea about any of that. They even send home a weekly schedule and are totally ok with us coming up to visit you whenever we want (also much different than before). It's been a big adjustment for all of us, and I am slowly getting less of a gut ache when I think about it. I'm not sure why I am having such a hard time with this, because I really do know that it is going to be so much better for you. After a couple days of you refusing all food, I decided to just have them do formula and quit trying foods all together so at least you were getting calories from formula.

Let's also talk about how you started to refuse holding your own bottle again as mentioned above. You started doing it (finally) several months ago after I started cracking down on you, and then all of the sudden a couple months ago you entirely ~~forgot~~ refused doing it. You would make fists and hold them out like you were showing us your muscles, and would freak out until we gave it and put it in your mouth. You would even try to lounge forward with your mouth to get it like a baby bird and would lose it again when we pulled it away so you couldn't reach it doing that. I could not figure out why she started doing it. And then, your Daddy confessed. He hadn't been making you do it, so you got smart and just completely started refusing altogether. He was in the dog house for that one! If you forget and have a weak moment, you have been caught grabbing and holding the bottle yourself. Proof that you are a stinker. And very spoiled.

You have also been slightly better about eating fruit this past month, but only when it's camouflaged in oatmeal. And only apples, pears and surprisingly prunes. You still refuse peaches and bananas every time. We are also giving you more tiny bites of table food and you do pretty well with that.

You are starting to act like you always want down. And you look at the floor and your legs are already spinning. You so bad want to be mobile, but when it comes down to it you have no interest in learning. Still a fish out of water when you're on your tummy. I just wish you would want to learn to crawl!

You have got to be the most loved on little thing there ever was. Between Aunt Roo and Kilah, you are spoiled almost daily. Roo stops over most nights even if but a few minutes. She has also been known to get a random text of you doing something real cute before bathtime and 3 minutes later is on our door step taking a quick break from studying to come give you a squeeze. I do not know what I am going to do when those 2 are gone and I still have at least 3-4 years left. I already forgot what it was like when they didn't live here.

I know every parent thinks their child is the cutest, and I always swore I wasn't going to be that way, but you are seriously the cutest little girl at your daycare. I absolutely love picking you up in the afternoons - I see you and think "I get to take THAT cute one home. She is mine." I'm not the only one that thinks that either. You get compliments on how stinkin' cute you are everywhere we go. It also helps that you smile nonstop. What's not to love about that?! Loving something so much it hurts? Yep, every single day.