Lots of growth in November

I am all smiles and if you look real close (I suggest double clicking on the photo to make it bigger) you'll see my 6 teeth.

Cruising, clapping, and STANDING by myself (mom hasn't been fast enough with the camera to catch me taking a few steps!)

Running into things, but learning to maneuver.

Peek-a-boo!

Lounging with my Gramps.

First blood.

Didn't daddy get enough to eat at Thanksgiving?

Yes, we had an Easter Egg hunt on Thanksgiving. (Boyd's shirt is still off from dinner).

Family! Cousins and Grandpa and Grandma Ramsey.

The perfect push toy.

Feeding Ozzie and myself Cheerios.

Trouble with a capital T

These days I am into everything. My new nickname is Trouble with a capital "T". My current favorite task is taking things off of shelves. I am much like my father in that I like to take things out or off, but have trouble putting things back in their proper place. In the next picture I took my books off the shelf and trapped my right foot (at least I LOVE my books).

This was how I found Boyd when I went in to cover him up with his blanket. Yes, he sleeps in a pack and play (it's better than our bed for now-next step CRIB)

Drawer number one emptied, on to drawer number 2.

Hehe, hiding my teeth.

Hey there Tiger baby!

Since I wiggle more than any other baby in the world during diapering, I thought I could just clear this shelf of the product. They make excellent ice skates.

Beginning of November

Crawling everywhere.

This looks like a Waukesha West Cross Country sweat, but it has a football helmet on the top.
A new trick (opening drawers). Hmm, what's in here?

Busted.

I love crackers.

Great Grandma Burla and me.

Grandma Burla and me. I like this bracelet- chewy.

Enjoying the great outdoors.

Oh no, picking up on mom's eating habits. He loved taking the Halloween candy out of the bowl, taking a "bite", dropping it into his lap: then repeat.

Walking in the yard= tough work.

Moose pj's.

Shaking the bubbles.

Waving at the cars.

Fun in the sun and 70 degree November weather.

Kissing that handsome baby. (Aunt Emily is the only other person he kisses).


Ha ha this is my playing bed.

Cruising!

Trick or Treat

Boyd had a wonderful first Halloween. He started the day waking up at Aunt Emily's, then headed to the Big 12 Cross Country meet where he was in awe of the crowds, cruised around in the jogger, and shook things up in the bjorn (He does need to learn to tolerate cheering being part Ramsey and all). A nap on the drive home was followed by helping the neighbors pack down the leaves in their trailer. Boyd was in his element jumping on them to smush them down. The "Baby's first Halloween" hat which almost made me cry since he hardly seems like a baby anymore was a special gift from them. Later Gramps and Grandma Burla, Great Grandma Burla, and Great Uncle John came over for tricks and treats. Adam and I carved our pumpkins. A bath and costume change was up next. Boyd made several stops. The night ended with pictures with the Jack-o-lanterns and mom and dad and a struggle to go to bed. What a day!

Snort

Snorting while eating dinner. Love that face.

The decoy phone.

Brushing his teeth (2).

On Wednesday Boyd figured out how to snort or oink. He now prefers to make this sound and a gasping for air sound rather than babbling. First he made goat noises now pigs! Love him! Boyd turned 10 months on Thursday.