fight | 10 months old

This is my new favorite picture. It makes me want to kiss my computer screen.

This is the official 10 month picture.

It was suggested to Andy that "month days" aren't all that significant. We know it isn't like a birthday,  but whenever the 23rd of the month arrives, it feels special.

Given his new mission for self-destruction, I'm pleased to be able to say he survived another month. It wasn't for lack of trying. He bruised up his cheek and had an entire piano bench fall on his head (and then on his body).

We also had our biggest fight. During his bath last night, he insisted on standing in his bath duck and yelling at me. I tried being patient, kind, silly, repetitive, distracting. It didn't matter what he was doing or what I was doing, he was YELLING. So eventually, I was YELLING. And we DID NOT LIKE EACH OTHER. Then bedtime came, and I lay alone in the quiet thinking about it and feeling guilty and absolutely worn thin. And I missed him.

 He had his first guitar lesson.

He spent some quality time with Grandpa.

He rediscovered his long lost love.

And he rode in a stroller for the very first time without the car seat.

Here are the rest of the 10 month pictures!

I've been listening to Holly Brook lately (a.k.a. Skylar Grey of Dr. Dre's/Eminem's "I Need A Doctor").  These lyrics belong to her song "Curious."

I think that I think too hard
And I don't give enough credit to my heart

I'm so damn curious to know
And there are too many unanswered questions
That we hold onto

Portraits of your loved ones
Are more than what you see
All the elements they capture
Are more to you than me