11 months!

Oh my baby! Where has the time gone? Conor is ELEVEN months old now and so amazing. I look at him and think how is this kid my baby? He's WALKING and TALKING and he has the cutest fake laugh you've ever heard. And he can click his tongue. You know what I mean? Where you press your tongue to the roof of your mouth and let it hit just below your lower teeth? Where did he learn that?

He can say CAT, and MAMA, and DADA, and NANA, and GAGA, and DOG and HI. That's seven words at less than a year old. Einstein, anyone?

And he is walking for real now. It was so fast too. One day he is crawling and taking a few steps here and there and the next day he walked across the room. Does it happen that quickly with all kids? While he still walks around like he's a drunken sailor, every day he just gets a little more sturdy on his feet.

I went back to work on MWF for just a few hours a day so Conor is in day care five days a week now. He loves little Riley who is his care giver's daughter and always has fun. I get to feel like I am contributing to the finanaces now so I think everyone wins.

I'll wrap this up with a few pictures. Enjoy and Happy New Year!

Here Conor is wearing a pair of overalls that were purchased in 1977 by Great Grandpa Cobb for Uncle Rhino (Morgan's brother, Ryan for those of you without a cheat sheet). They have been passed down from baby to baby since then and Conor is the 11th little one to wear them. AWWW, how cute is that? Don't you just love the pose too? He's like, "ladies, how you doin'?"

See that thing on his arm? Yeah, that is a temporary tattoo from Daddy. You can't see in this picture but its a skull and cross bones. And they use the word "temporary" loosely.

He's a lion!

Hello friends! I'm as adorable as the day is long! Thank you for admiring me.
Love, Conor