Here are the pictures of my not-so-baby-boy yesterday on his 11 month birthday...
I am into everything and I found a golf ball that Daddy confiscated from a student. I steal anything I can get out of his tray including the licorice mints from Grandma, a small Nalgene full of dice (this one I really like because it rattles), pens, keys... look out, you'll never be able to find your keys Daddy!


This past month... Cory finally got the matching tooth on the bottom so he has 8 teeth. He's started clapping. He will take one step for Brian (and then lean and expect to be caught) if placed standing in front of him. He is into EVERYTHING! We've tried to teach him to stay out of the kitchen. ie, don't cross the line where the carpet changes to linoleum. This morning I was not paying attention (okay, I was hoping he would play and let me nap on the couch) and I heard him start "talking". I got up and found that he had crawled into the kitchen and pulled himself up on the chair where I set his tray. He was eating his Cheerios off the tray. It was so cute I couldn't punish him. I guess he was trying to tell me it was time for breakfast!