I’m now Twelve months old. 365 days. One whole year!
Mom took my picture and made a big deal about this milestone. Then she teared up. Then she told me I needed a haircut.
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Eleven.
Woohoo! I’m eleven months old!
My first birthday is next month!
Wait, what? Someone else has a birthday the same weekend?
You mean my sister’s birthday is two days after mine?
Cue diabolical sister laugh.
Oh well. I’m cuter.
Ten.
Ten months, two teeth and totally wild.
Nine.
It’s been said nine months is when babies reach their cutest phase.
I would totally agree. Look at that face.
Five.
Another great month in the life.
Four.
Four months old. I cannot complain, life is very good. Everyone loves me.