Cuuuuute.

"Teddy bear."

Fearing that my last post came across a little more "woe is me" than "are you with me!", I wanted to do a quick shout out to the wonderment that is 11 months. I'll keep it short because listening to someone crow about the cuteness of their kid is about as much fun as listening to someone crow about the cuteness of their kid.

But boy is he cute! Today we played Chase Me which might just be the best game ever. I get on all fours and growl, "I'm gonna get you!" and the boy immediately starts giggling and crawls about two feet before stopping to let me catch him. Then we wrestle. Sometimes he charges me and rubs his face into my belly and sometimes he gets distracted and starts chasing the cat but it's an official fact that nothing tops a giggling baby. Nothing.

He's also discovered the words "this" and "that", to the detriment of the rest of his vocabulary. He still says "good" but "mama" and "dada" are gone with the wind. Who needs words when you can just point to what you want? ("DIS!") Which leads to his next favorite game, which is Point To Stuff And Have Mama Name It. To whit:

"Dis! Dis!" (pointing to pant leg)
"Pants."
"Dat! Dat!" (pointing to other pant leg)
"Pants."

(pause for confusion-induced brow furrowing)

"Dis! Dis!" (pointing to pant leg)
"Pants."
"Dat! Dat!" (pointing to other pant leg)
"Still pants. Both are pants."

At that point he usually gets fed up with me and moves on to his shirt or belly button - which he can identify, by the way! He started yesterday. He can now identify nose, toes, belly button and head, and sometimes ears (but usually not without a little prompting). He also knows but cannot say: music (he starts dancing if I say the word), radio (points to it), TV, cat, window, outside (points to the door), books, bottle, blankie, and teddy bear. All the important things in life.

Okay, enough gush. Dinner waits for no blogger.