Always trying to get in kisses. He still won't kiss back, even though I am always working on this skill.

Dada happy his team is winning and happy he is drinking whiskey and holding his favorite guy.

watching the giant TV. I swear it is sucking his little brain out.

Adventures at Andrew's super bowl party

GO PACKERS!

Some random guy was making him smile.

A day at the Locks with Momma. Emmitt was watching the geese. I think he thought they were dogs because he kept running at them, making his dog sound. The geese were not impressed and I had to hold him back from getting too close.

Baby swing! He will tolerate the swing for like 3 mins and then says "where are the dogs? Lets go find dogs!"

sweet guy

Park time

Aunt Michelle's pretty present. Emmitt loved the wrapping.

PUSHING the drawer closed, of course he is grunting.

Yes, he is watching TV. I know "bad mom". Sometimes you do things as a mother you never thought you would. Sometimes you need a break. Emmitt LOVES sesame street.

Emmitt loves the bottle tuby things. He likes to put the top on and take it off while running around the house. His little face lights up when I give him one.

Emmitt and his friend Jasper, with bubbles

Bubbles

The beloved bin where several Gymbos live. Emmitt is constantly trying to get in this bin. It is his obsession. Funny, no other children even think twice about that bin. That's my Emmitt always thinking about how things work and how to break in to what he knows he shouldn't.

The party peeps! We are all 1!

Tunnels

The slide! I love this picture. Look at his sweet smile!

Climbing the ladder. he does this well. Although, usually wants to walk up it, not climb.

Birthday party at Gymboree. Emmitt wearing a button down shirt and jeans. SO cute. He looked like a little boy, no more baby.


Emmitt=Boy
12 1/2 months old, 20lbs .05 ounces 291/4 inches long

So, much to my wonder I seemed to have given birth to a boy. Now, I know you say"...well duh! of course Emmitt is a boy!" but I am talking ALL boy. This guy already loves to do "boy things". For starters, he absolutely loves to pick up the heaviest toys we have (sometimes not toys and instead refrigerator items, clothes baskets, boxes, bags, ect) and carrying them across the house. While he is carrying them he grunts, moans, and heaves as if he is in a muscle man competition. He also has taken to making his MM grunts while climbing steep stairs and pushing things. It is quite humorous. He has learned to make a gorilla sound as well, which is fitting. It is Emmitt pounding his chest saying "ahhhhhhh". Also, my BOY, loves to throw balls, toys, clothes, food, remotes, ect. Sometimes these items are aimed quite well at people and animals(poor Percy), other times it is a random act to see how far he can throw things. It is always funny when the item ends up behind him and he has to figure out where it went. Pounding on things is also a favorite. He always seems to pick the one item that will actually break. Most recently, he enjoys pounding the new bath toy his aunt Sara gave him on the side of the tub. Unfortunately, there is no way to say to a 1y/o "you will break that if you continue", so he pounds away and I pray it doesn't break. More boy, my manic boy, running around the house nonstop into coffee tables, walls, people, cats, doors, crib, toys, all while screaming. He normally has bruises on his body from these adventures in running. When we went to the doctor recently he had a black eye. She of course had to ask how that happened. Even though I knew it wasn't my fault I am sure I looked guilty. Her response when I told her he plowed into the coffee table was to say "sounds like he is a boy". He has found a new love of jumping on the bed and his crib mattress. Mostly this occurs when we are trying to lotion him up after bath and before bed. He escapes from our slippery hands bounds across the bed to the corner and starts jumping. Even though we are thinking "it's time for bed Emmitt, come on, I'm tired", we have to laugh because it is so cute and he knows how truly amused we are. A boy trait (I am sure girls do this too) is not one I am fond of, hitting. He has started hitting me, his dada, the cat, and the nanny. He hasn't hit any other children, yet, but is about to move in with his cousins in Colorado, so I am sure the hitting of other children is around the corner. Another boy thing, loves to hear himself burp, finds it to be amusing, smiles, sometimes laughs. Anyways, my baby boy definitely has the Y chromosome! The adventures in boyhood for me, are just beginning. Over the past few weeks Emmitt got to celebrate his birthday with friends at Gymboree. All the babies were turning 1 in January so they had the opportunity to play with Gymbo (the clown you will remember from other posts), climb around, eat cupcakes (Emmitt wouldn't eat them), and run around (really only Emmitt was running) in bubbles. Bubbles are one of Emmitt's favorite things at Gymboree, aside from Gymbo. He gets really close to the person blowing them, stops, and reaches WAY up high. He then tries to find the bubbles that have landed on various things and pops them. We have also been taking lots of walks in the park(Emmitt on the search for dogs) and a new thing is to take wagon rides. Emmitt LOVES the wagon. He holds on tight to the sides and makes a grunting sound to say "go mama go". He then starts saying "ahhhhhhhh" to hear his voice vibrate as the wagon goes around and around the block. After he is finished with riding in the wagon he wants to push it. He pushes it (while grunting) up and down the sidewalk. Stopping occasionally to see if he is actually pushing it or if it is really Momma pulling it. He smiles when he realizes that he has in fact moved the wagon himself. What does Emmitt like to eat??? Well, it is constantly changing. I guess the books say Toddlers change their minds about food all the time. Lets hope he sticks to being a pretty good eater, but he is related to his cousin Holden(kind of a picky eater), so who knows how long his love of food will continue. He does enjoy string cheese, always wants a Satsuma, and usually prefers food Kevin has cooked, as opposed to the steamed veggies and noodles momma serves up. I think it is the salt. Sad to say, Emmitt will probably get too much salt in his diet in this house. But, he will know what good food tastes like thanks to his Dada. To end this post, I know not terribly exciting, we say "GO PACKERS" for Grandma Jo and Dada. Emmitt wore his packers sweat suit given to him by his Grandma Jo and watched some of the game with his Dada. Fortunately, his team won. I am sure he would have been devastated if they lost...oh wait I am thinking about Dada. Thanks Jo for the cute outfit. It fits him well and as you can see he looked SUPER CUTE. That's it for now. My BOY is all cute, funny, adventurous, and boyish. Maybe he will suprise me and be a flamboyent purple wearing fashion desiger when he grows up. That would be fitting!