As of yesterday, Milo turned ten months old (and his cousin Claire turned two!). Ten months is a magical age of extreme cuteness mixed with ever increasing mobility and capacity for destruction. I still laugh when I think of the following article which I have added the link to...A 10 month old's Christmas list. It contains just what you would imagine...dust bunnies, cords, glasses and garbage.
http://www.slate.com/articles/life/holidays/2013/12/a_baby_s_christmas_list_and_letter_to_santa.html
Milo spent the weekend at the lake, where he went in the water for the first time. I thought about it and I don't think he has been swimming yet. I am surprised by this since I love swimming and the other two had their first lake/pool experience at a younger age. We don't really even have a properly fitting swimming suit for him. I found some trunks that seemed like they would fit but when I stretched the waistband the elastic disintegrated. That will happen with 2012 era hand me downs that were already hand me downs before that! The fish suit he is wearing is a 3-6 month one and it fit OK although the waist was tight. I ended up having him swim in his swimming diaper. His rash guard shirt is an 18 month shirt. It was between that and a three month one which wouldn't even fit over his head.
He was also quite happy about the water. I feel bad that I haven't had him swim a long time ago. He loved to float in this little boat.
I love how happy he is...it's like a constant cuteness display around here.
It's so fleeting...I know what is coming...toddler B.S. We could use more of that around here...I don't listen to enough whining and fighting.
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