Jacoby is 10 Months Old!

We are closely approaching your first birthday!  

You have started that phase where you are morphing from a baby to a toddler.  You are following in line with both Justice and Jack by slimming down considerably.  So much that I have had to take you back a size in diapers!  Your Dad and I wondered if maybe you would be heavier and bigger than Justice and Jack, but it's looking more and more like the answer to that is "no".  It appears you will be a little feller just like they are.

You took your first steps this past weekend.  You are being slick about it and don't want anyone to know that you can walk.  As soon as you notice me watching you collapse to the floor in a heap and start to fake-cry.  It's quite the spectacle.  But we all caught you last night when you walked four big steps and you couldn't really do anything but smile since we were all right there watching you.  It will be a few more weeks before you are a full-blown walker, and I can wait.  Take your time big guy!  Walking means trouble!  But, it also means you are closer to being a little more self-sufficient, so I'm not complaining too much.

I am very proud of you for kicking your bottle habit so quickly.  You went cold-turkey and never looked back.  You are a big boy with a big boy cup and although you still look at it a little angrily sometime, at least you aren't throwing it back at me anymore.  Way to go buddy.  

You still don't eat a ton.  You eat more than when you were on the bottle, but not much.  For breakfast today, you had a half of a piece of toast.  For lunch, you had two crackers and a tiny piece of cheese.  Maybe your appetite will pick up, and maybe it won't.  Jack only ate one piece of toast for breakfast, and had maybe ten noodles for lunch.  Your brother Justice eats enough for all three of you though.

No thanks.  You keep that noodle, you don't need to share.  Yak.

You are very smiley.  

We had a few warm days this past week, and you really enjoyed hanging out of the open kitchen window.  

 

 Trapped on the deck.

And not really happy about it.

Tubby time.  My kitchen sink weighs 375 pounds (really).  We had to specially reinforce the walls in order to install it when we renovated he kitchen.  It's solid cast iron, double bowl and was made in 1908.  It has beautiful porcelain legs.  It's a wonderful old antique and I love it.  It's also huge, and makes a perfect baby tub.  

 You are a playful mess.  You love to roll around on Tremaine (remember, Jack's sort-of imaginary friend) for hours.  You fall and bang your head on the 120 year old hardwood floor constantly.  There is always a bruise on your forehead.  

You also love to help me out in the kitchen.  You are obsessed with the dishwasher.  You empty it out for me all the time.  You also like to just climb inside and sit.  

You still don't sleep very well.  You wake up three or four times a night.  Less than when you were on the bottle, so it's an improvement, but still not great.  Your pacifier is the ugly culprit of this problem, and I plan to take it away from you in another month or so.  I would let you keep it if you could figure out how to keep it in your mouth during the night!  But alas, you spit it out and want it back constantly so it has to go.  Sorry buddy, that's all on you.

You are quite the little talker.  You bellow for me when I'm not in the room.  

"Maaaaaaaammmmaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!"

You also say "Bubba", "Ubba", or "Bub" to Justice.  You don't call Jack anything in particular yet, we are still waiting to see what he decides to call you.  We interchangeably call him either Jack or Nicky so it could be either.  You already call Shandi "Didi", and you call Daddy "Dada".  You wave very well, and if I say "tell Daddy bye" you automatically wave.  You also say "YAYYYYY!" and clap all the time.  I'm very happy that you are meeting all your milestones either ahead of schedule or on time.  Jack didn't talk till he was two, so this is a little different for us.  Ha.  Poor Jack, he was something else.  Eventually one day he just started speaking in complete sentences, but he was nearly three.

Happy birthday little buddy.  Till next month!