10

10 months hit me harder than any other. Maybe because now we've hit the double digits. Maybe because we are hurdling toward 1 year. Maybe because on his 10-month birthday Beckett discovered tantrums. "What? You're going to put me on the ground. I will arch my back and lie on the floor and cry like I'm being tortured." Maybe because he's getting to be such a big boy. B grew 2 inches between his 6 month and 9 month appointments. He's got a mouthful of 7 teeth. He is standing and walking with assistance all over, and he can balance all by himself for several seconds.

Beckett loves this walker. He's getting to be a real pro at pushing it around.

Here he's looking kind of sad and showing off his surfer-do.

We've loved hanging with Ava and Abby. We're so happy they aren't moving! Hooray!

As my friend Jacque likes to say, "Thanks for peeking."

Hanging with Jared

Last week I had Jared over for a few hours. I was pleasantly surprised with how well the two boys got along. They really entertained one another. Watching the two of them at this stage (9 months and 1 year) was so much easier than 5 months and 9 months. Now Beckett can escape from Jared if he needs to.

Everyone loves the Incrediblock.

Jared loved Zephyr. Unfortunately he loved her a little too well, and she let him know it. He went home with a couple scratches.

Jared loved checking out Beckett's toys.

For most of the visit Beckett wanted to be right next to Jared. Hanging out with the big kids is so cool.

Beckett fends for himself.

Goodbye Accord

Maybe you're like me if you would say that losing a car ranks somewhere between losing a dog and losing a goldfish. I certainly won't be mourning like when I lost my boyhood companion of 10 years, but I did feel a familiar bitter-sweet sorrow when I turned over the keys to my trusted auto. I sold the Accord today.

The Accord had an adventurous life. It drove across the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco and the Brooklyn Bridge in New York City. It visited the Mall of America in Minnesota and Dealey Plaza in Dallas. It drove to the Alta ski resort at 8500 feet and to Disneyland at 830 feet. It has been to Virginia Beach and Long Beach, Kitty Hawk and Newport, the Donner Pass and the Salt Flats. It was registered in states from all 4 time zones (California, Utah, Kansas, and Virginia). After 9 years I had driven it over 140,000 miles, most of which were trip miles.

I was sad to see it go, but unlike the dog from my childhood, this companion was sold out for a newer, healthier, and more reliable companion.

Easter Sunday

We had a really nice Easter here. B got some pretty fun stuff in his little basket. He especially liked this sheep with wheels from his Grandma G.

He was feeling pretty cool in his new sunglasses.

And he started trying to sip from his new sippy cup as soon as he plucked it out of the basket. We had to go fill it with liquid right away.

The empty eggs were fun too.

This evening we went over to some friend's for an egg hunt and dessert. Here are some of my good girl friends from the ward, Carolyn, Jen, Trina, and Jenny.
B likes to ride on Nate's shoulders. There was another picture with Nate smiling, but I just kind of like this one more.

Playing in Trina's yard.

Back at home.

He's already checking out cars.