You are ten months old and the bear is getting smaller. You are a mobile whirlwind of activity wherever you go, tearing up paper, chewing on toys, banging on pots and pans, unrolling toilet paper. Schatzi--poor Schatzi--is an endless source of fascination and you crawl after her, harassing her mercilessly until she finally has to go outside to get some peace.
You've grown a bit more demanding. You don't have words yet, but you shout to make yourself noticed. If you want picked up, you reach your arms up and shout. You shout when you want a toy. You flip through books and shout.
There's nothing wrong with your understanding of language. In fact, I am pretty sure you are a genius. Tonight, I asked you what you were doing with a sock and you started to try to put it on your foot. Then I invited you into the bathroom for a bath and you crawled excitedly toward the bathtub. (You do love your baths).
I can't believe you are ten months old. I know years from now when you look back at this blog, you will wonder why there are not as many pictures of you as there are of Sam and Natalie. I promise that if you sleep more and crawl less, I will start snapping some more! In the meantime, our time is spent keeping up with you three Kaufman kiddos. I hope you know how much we all love you and how much joy you add to our family.
Love, Mom and Dad