Four More Tubs

of formula. Then he's one.

He's moving, moving, moving.

Almost walking. He'll cruise along anything, push along anything, crawl over anything to get what he wants.

He's eating Cheerios instead of puffs now.

He's spitting and slobbering, still trying to get his first tooth.

The Wiggles and Sesame Street are his favorites.

He waves hi and bye. He plays peek-a-boo with his lovey. He sees an open door and closes it.

I guess four more tubs means the bottles will be gone soon.

"And Samuel grew, and the LORD was with him, and did let none of his words fall to the ground."

1 Samuel 3:19


Tara G. said...

I remember doing the same thing you have with my youngest! And then it was diapers (not sorry to see those go!) and I think we'll be able to toss sippy cups before we move! Trying to enjoy each stage and embrace the next- they're such a joy, aren't they!?!?!

Lou Lou said...

What a glorious day finishing up formula.... however at almost 15 months we still haven't made the change to a sippy cup :(