11 months old

Henry turned 11 months on March 10.  That already seems so long ago.  Good thing I wrote down his milestones or I would have no recollection of what they are now.  I definitely lost "memory" brain cells after having Henry.  It's worth it though.  Who needs brain cells, right?  

Around 11 months is when he started to get "angry".  He arches his back and goes stiff or he screams.  They could occur because of various reasons such as taking something he can't have but wants, ie: shoes, books and paper.  All of which he tries to eat.  He is still our little goat.  He is always on the move and likes to push the laundry basket around.  He is starting to learn to climb on and off of things.  When we go somewhere with stairs he b-lines it to them and refuses to leave.  And if we make him leave, he arches his back, goes really stiff, and screams.  He is always moving, but I love when he will just sit for 15-20 minutes just playing with his toys.  It usually involves taking things out of a container and then putting them back in.  

He still takes 2 naps a day with one in the morning and one in the afternoon.  He drinks 3 8oz bottles and has breakfast, lunch and dinner meals with random snacks in between.  If he finds the container of the puffs, he will take the lid off with his teeth and just help himself.  He's so independent.  He also loves Greek Yogurt, Blueberries and pineapple.  Those were some new foods he recently tried.  He has 4 bottom teeth and 2 top teeth.  He has been drooling like crazy again, so I wonder if more teeth are coming in.  His little teeth are sharp and dangerous!  He bites my shoulder all the time, and it hurts! One time there was even a little blood.  Don't put your finger in his mouth or you might loose it.  He has some sharp little chompers.  

He is still a sweet little boy and is generally very well-behaved.  He loves Clark way more than me.  Sometimes when Clark is holding him and Henry has to come to me he cries and reaches for Clark.  I'm glad he loves his Dad.  I think it is sweet.  Clark adores him, and they are the best of friends.  When Clark gets home he will take Henry down stairs in the basement just so Henry can climb up and down the stairs and explore.  It is unfinished (but we keep it clean and actually have a big rug down there) but it's still a dark, cold basement.  I'm not sure why he likes it so much.  But Clark is a good sport and always goes down there with him.  Or if Clark has to move his car to the street so I can get my car out, he takes Henry along for the "ride" and lets him steer the car.  It's things like that, that make Dad's more fun than moms!  But in the middle of the night when he wakes up crying I get to be the "nurturer" and go pick up my baby and cuddle him back to sleep.  Mom's and Dad's have very different styles of "play" and babies need both!  

We had to get a baby gate to keep Henry out of the kitchen because the stairs to the basement are off of the kitchen. At 11 months he still hadn't mastered going down by himself.  

He still loves to stand and look out the window.  On this day he was waving bye to Dad as he went back to work after lunch.  

On Saturday before Easter we had a little party with my family.  My Step Mom has a tradition of rolling eggs down Old Main Hill at USU.  I always hated this tradition when I was a student there and had to fight off the swarms of Seagulls as I walked up the steps to get to class.  I really hate birds, especially when there are hundreds of them eating nasty hard boiled eggs after Easter.  But now that I don't have to deal with the birds, it's fun to watch the kids roll the eggs and chase them down the hill.  Last year I was VERY pregnant with Henry (I was induced the next day) and Clark went running down the hill to catch an egg and he totally biffed it and rolled multiple times.  He had grass and egg stains all over his clothes and shoes.  This year he played it "safe" and didn't chase any eggs.  All the nephews were sad they didn't get to see uncle Clark roll down Old Main Hill again!

We were in Kaysville for Easter Sunday and had an egg hunt at the Pierson's.  Henry found the $20 egg!  woo hoo!  We are bad parents and kept the money. I'm sure we spent it on Henry though :)