Can you believe it? Xavier is 11 months old today. He is looking and acting less and less like a baby these days. In many ways it feels like he has entered toddlerhood a little early, for us. He is walking and running around all over the place. He picks a ball up and throws it...or kicks it like he has seen his dad and uncles do. He gives you a high five or reaches to give you his hand when you ask him to. And the definition of toddlerhood? Negativity must be in there somewhere, as well as the testing of limits. He loves to shake his head no (all the time) and will point to things he can't touch and questioningly ask with a shake of his head if he's allowed to go there. When you respond that he's not, he laughs as he throws himself into whatever is not allowed (this weekend it was pile of extension cords). When we try to hold his hand as he walks he pulls it away like he's way too big to have it held. I won't even get into the tantrums.

Oh, and by the way, meet Hollywood John...
P.S. His hair is starting to curl...and yes it does need to be trimmed again.
