10 months old.
This year is just blowing by so fast. Matheson is my last baby and I don't want the baby year to be done just yet.
The last week the finally arrived at the perfect 7-7 sleep routine. Down at 7pm and awake at 7am. A solid 12 hours of uninterrupted slumber.
Dada was Matty's first word. He's with mama all day and yet, dada gets the glory. He's also said dog and hi. Not often and not when prompted, but he has said them multiple times.
We started going to the little gym for babies called My Gym. There is a class at 11:15am on Tuesdays for 7-13 months. Matheson loves it! He is so social and I get to talk to other moms as well. He plays and explores the entire hour and afterwards there is open gym for children of all ages. He plays there too and is fascinated watching the big boys run and jump around. Fearless.
I am anxiously awaiting for him to take his first steps. I know, I know, I just typed I don't want him to grow up, but with his size, most people wonder why he isn't walking. It will be easier when I can put him down and he can stand and I don't have to worry about him crawling on a dirty floor.
