Our little guy is 10 months old. Really. Like really. So in the past month he has said “mama” and “dada.” Said “mama” first, but said “dada” the next day and then completely forgot how to say “dada.” Lately we’ve heard a lot of “ba-ba-ma-ba.” The blame can be pointed to his Grandpa Bob who works with on a daily basis to say “Bob.”
He has two bottom teeth. They were accompained by some fussiness and early morning wakeups but he’s back to himself.
He’s started taking a couple steps. If we can get him to not realize that he’s not walking, he’ll go further.
“Dad, really? I’m playing”
The happiest baby I know.
“Door… I love door” – mental thought caption.