23 Aug
11 Months
Today Xander is 11 months old. He is thisclose to being a toddler. He crawls incredibly fast, he stands by himself for a few seconds and I can just see him thinking about walking. All signs point to the fact that he is growing up, but I still think of him as a baby. The fact that he loves to cuddle probably isn’t helping. I’m gonna hold onto the “baby” label for another month. Maybe next month I won’t freak out when he’s officially a toddler. Hell, who am I kidding, I’ll be so freaked out that I’m probably gonna need a Xanax.
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I refused to consider my son a toddler until he was 18-months … It bought me a little more time!!
I like this idea. A lot.
You know how you refused to believe R is 9 months? Well, I’m putting my foot down. X is NOT 11 months old. [PS, I need to make a trip to visit family so we can get these boys together. JS.]
Plan it and I will make myself available!
I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the words Xander and Xanax have so much in common.
You have no idea. This morning he was laying on the changing table with his head and shoulders hanging off the end so he could look in the garbage can. And the other day he leaned over a stool to get his binky and ending up doing a headstand. This child is gonna test my nerves.