There are just so, so many of them, and they're coming faster than I can keep track! The past month has been a whirlwind of developmental leaps, and when I thought Cayden's personality debuted at eight months, I had no idea what was in store in coming months!
My performing monkey now:
- gives kisses on command (although he's stingy with them, and the kisses now are not only open-mouth face plants, but also include him dragging his wet tongue across your face like a dog);
- lets you know what a rooster says when asked, thanks to Mimi's persistence as a teacher (ok, so he's only got the "ca - ca" part of cock-a-doodle-doo down, but he loves hearing the rest of it);
- throws both arms straight up in the air for "so big" when asked how big Cayden is (I think Grandma polished this trick);
- plays peek-a-boo, giggling like mad when he pulls the blankie or towel off his face in anticipation of the "peek-a-boo!";
- practices opening drawers and doors anywhere and everywhere he can;
- may or may not point out puppy-dogs and monkeys in picture books (he has done it, but I'm not quite convinced yet it wasn't luck);
- practices putting blocks and balls in containers, then taking them back out;
- eats foam (he's no longer allowed unsupervised access to his summer sandals or nerf ball);
tries climbing anything and everything he can; - tries to blow bubbles on command in the bathtub, although 9 times out of 10 he breathes in instead of out, resulting in a coughing fit;
- gets a kick out of sounding an Indian battle cry (thanks to Granddude);
- and throws food he's dissatisfied with on the floor (Hercules loves this new trick).
Ten-and-a-half months old is a fun, fun age, although a stage that requires much more supervision as all these new lessons are learned and as limits are tested.
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