Beckham-10 months

I have been the worst at keeping track of things for this ones baby book, so I need to put down a few things.

This kid. Boy. He has been something else from the get go. I could not be more wrapped around his fat little finger. He is so happy. Like really really happy. The only time he is fussy is if he is stuck, or is ready for bed.

He is 22.8 very heavy pounds.
He does not crawl. He didnt even roll until October, but he has gotten pretty efficient at getting to where he wants to go. I think he is a bit closer to walking than crawling.
He has 5 teeth (3 on top, 2 on bottom).
He loves to play with whatever his brother is playing with. If Rhys has his train set out, Beckham rolls right on over (and usually right on top of it) to destroy, I mean play with. Luckily Rhys is getting better at sharing.

He loves to watch his brother and laugh at whatever he is laughing at.

When ever he sees something he wants, he starts diving, climbing and reaching with everything he has to get it.

He babbles, squeales, yells, squacks, blows bubbles, grunts, and laughs in this deep little voice until you look at him. Then he flashes his big grin.

He still sucks his thumb, but only sometimes. Im hoping he kicks this habbit all together real soon.
A typical night is he goes to bed at 7:30, wakes up at 6am to eat and go right back to sleep till 9. I am totally ok with this set up. It helps that the sun doesn't come up till 7:30 so he can dose off again.

He still has red hair, these steel grey eyes, and some big 'ol cheeks.
Its hard to remember life without him. He gets more and more fun every day.