So about Lane...

He is turning one tomorrow, so I am a little early. I just wanted to write some things about him. He has turned into quite the character. He has figured out how to take his diaper off. He thinks he's very clever when I am trying to change him and he can "un-velcro" both tabs at the same time. In the picture above, he took off his diaper after I had put him down for a nap.

He can say two words. His first word was "hot." I've never heard of a kid having "hot" as his first word. He actually knows what it means. He says hot when we walk by the stove, oven, or dishwasher. He can almost sign hot. Actually he can't, but I know what he is doing when he does it. His second word is "Da-da." But he doesn't quite know what it means. He is starting to put it with Brant, but not all the way.

He loves to unplug everything. If something is plugged in--he takes it out. Maybe he is worried about conserving energy.

I started weaning him two days ago. He only breastfeeds in the morning. He has not really even resisted. Although yesterday, he started grabbing at my shirt and signing "eat." Usually, if he does that I get him something to eat and he forgets about nursing. He never really took to the bottle or pacifier. I guess that is good. I did try. But at least now I don't have to worry about getting him off of those things. Dona gave me an idea to just try sippy-cups. He has not minded that. He also likes cold milk--not warm. He still only has his four top and four bottom teeth.

He loves girl babies more than boys. I don't know how he can tell the difference. He loves his cousin Isabella so much. He will love on her, play next to her, and just want to be around her.

He has been walking for awhile now and is starting to try to run. It is very cute. He is also a big climber. He actually figured out how to climb up on the kitchen counter. It was amazing. He took a little step stool and pushed it over to the bar stool. He climbed on that and then got on the barstool. Then, he climbed up on the counter. I couldn't believe it.

He still takes two naps a day. One at 8:30 a.m. and one at 2 p.m. He sleeps for a couple of hours on both naps. He goes to bed at 8 p.m.

He also has a massive temper. It's funny, because his usual disposition is happy, likes to tease, and be funny. But, when he gets mad, he'll let you know.

Of course everyone says this, but I can't believe how fast the last year has gone by. It doesn't seem that long ago I was taking him home from the hospital. I am glad for the milestones we have reached, but sad that his first year of life has already passed.