11 Months Old

Oh yea, next up…ONE YEAR! The only good thing I can come up with, in regards to the impending first birthday, is that we are almost done with buying formula: YAY!!

This past month has been wondrous as to all the new things the babies have started doing.

Henry

*Weighing in at 26 lbs
*Wearing 18-24 months clothes
*Crawling forward and backward, sitting up on his own, but not pulling himself up yet {he does try}
*Loving solids
*Has 4 teeth
*He does this hysterical thing with his lips. He looks like an old man with his dentures.


Henry is just such a sweet little boy. He’s quite content to sit in your lap and just let you hold him or play with him. He laughs with every bit of himself…it’s not just a sound or facial response, he laughs with his ENTIRE body.

James

*Weighing in at 25lbs
*Wearing 18-24 months clothes
*Crawling every which way, pulling up and cruising the couch and bigger toys, he’s briefly let go of something and stood on his own
*Has figured out how to open our baby gate {it’s a door style} if it’s not latched
*Has only 2 teeth, but that doesn’t seem to stop him from eating. He eats way more than the other 2
*Actually pounds the piano really well…his noise actually sounds like music
*Got his first buzz cut this past month

I feel like James has way more written about him, but it is honestly because he’s doing more than the other too. He’s going to be the first one walking…probably in the next month or two.

 

 

Elanor

*Weighing in at 19lbs
*Wearing 12-18 months clothes
*FINALLY started crawling, she’s trying to pull herself up, but hasn’t figured it out yet
*Has 6 teeth and still couldn’t care less about eating
*Has the most incredible and easy laugh
*Wants to be carried everywhere

Sweet, sweet Ellie-Bellie…this girl could melt anyone’s heart. She flashes that big smile with those little teeth and it is just absolutely precious. It doesn’t take much to make her laugh, but when she does it comes from her toes. She doesn’t laugh the way Henry does, but it’s every bit as enthusiastic.

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I really can’t believe they’re almost one. I just keep thinking about this time last year, knowing what I was feeling/doing then. Matt and I were talking the other night about feeding the babies; I’m quickly realizing that I need to learn how to cook for more people and fast, because what I’m used to doing is not enough. Not only are they eating quite a bit, but they no longer want you to feed them, they want to do it themselves, which of course means way more of a mess. The better part of dinner time is spent with my cutting up food and refilling their trays.

Matt figured out the math on formula the other day: The babies are still getting around 4-5 bottles a day/night, which means that once they’re on milk, we’ll be needing around 5 gallons of milk a week. I’m sure by the time the boys are 8-15 years old we’ll be going through 7-10 gallons a week {we were seriously discussing at what point do we buy a cow}. I’m sure it will still be cheaper than formula…I haven’t sat down to figure out how much we’ve spent on THAT this year.

The kids are so funny in how they crawl. They do this wounded soldier one arm, one leg pull. It’s really hysterical. The best is when I’m getting the kids ready for meal time, they all come crawling. In the afternoon I’ll sit on the floor with them and feed them a banana or some other snack. If you’ve ever been to a petting zoo, where the animals are lose, you’ll have a good idea of what it’s like to feed them.

Nothing else major to report. They’re just growing too darn fast and changing so much.