Monday, December 21, 2015

10 Months-Old and Full of Christmas Wonder

On his 10-month birthday, my little man woke up sounding like Darth Vader. I'm afraid instead of a creative plea to be taken to the new Star Wars movie, he's come down with his first cold. Mama's magical antibodies could only keep him healthy for so long I suppose. It was bound to happen, but I would not have chosen Christmas week for his first illness if given options.
Other than sounding like a snoring dinosaur when he breathes, he's handling it remarkably well. First thing this morning he wanted to show off his two latest tricks; sweetly waving at me as he did his business on the potty. The precious waving just began a few days ago, and is especially heart-melting when it sounds like he's accompanying it with "Hola" or "Chau." Other words we're all pretty convinced we're hearing are "Dada," "Mama," and "Doggy," but we're all pretty biased too.

He's still not mobile, and both he and I are still very okay with that. But he loves his standing up toys now and is pulling himself up better and better all the time. On our hardwood floors he will sometimes scoot, but in reverse on accident, so that's understandably a bit frustrating for him.
If all he wants for Christmas is his 2 front teeth, then he must be one content little dude, cause he's got both top and bottom front teeth now.

Angie was super stoked to give Zy his first Christmas present, and he was pretty thrilled to receive it! Notice also, the success of my mom's first knit sweater attempt. I don't know if he makes the sweater look so good or if it makes him even handsomer, probably both.

Earlier this month, he traveled to Seattle with me like a rockstar. I was pretty worried about trying to work out there for a week with him, but God provided many awesome co-workers to help entertain him, and a temperament of gold for this little traveler. This weekend he'll add Iowa to his list of states, as we celebrate the birth of another precious baby, Jesus!

"Unto us a child is born, unto us a Son is given." -Isaiah 9:6
(I think Isaiah likes hearing his name in church so much during Christmas season.)