Raynes | 11 months

Say it ain’t so… one more month to go until the big one year birthday. Last year at this time I was large, and ready to meet you. So much has happened since then. Heck, much has changed in just the past month.  If you had a real, hand written baby book, this would be the page I would turn to with a pretty ‘eleven months’ scrolled in blue, with all of your latest happenings of baby Raynes Robinson.

Favorite Foods: grapes, croissants, green beans, peas, carrots, squeezable apple sauce, watermelon, organic chicken sausage and sweet potato fries.

He looks like my baby picture here, a first.

Demeanor: You are happy go lucky. Still. But this Mama knows to never come between you and your food. Goodness gracious, I’ve never seen anything like it. Don’t mess with Texas.

This is the most he would sit still for his “11 month” sticker picture. Oh, and he had a dump in his pants too. Doesn’t seem to bother him much.

Firsts: Seminole chop {perhaps my favorite to date}. You have finally started saying “Mama”.  No, I am not bitter that “Da Da” and “Bye Bye” were my predecessors. You just cut two more top teeth for a total of 6 {4 on top, two bottom}. We have graduated to bible study, then church plus lunch out afterwards. In other words, if we really want to, we can push back your afternoon nap. If there’s a will there’s a way. You’ve also start spending two mornings a week with your cousin Whit and Miss Lindsey.

Sleeping: Take a hour nap from about 8:30 – 9:30 am and again from 12:30 to 2:30. You hit the hay at 7 pm and generally wake up at about 6:45.

Mobility:  You have a walk/crawl thing going. Stand, take 5-14 steps, then drop down and crawl.

New Discoveries: The piano. You babble, and I babble back for some serious conversation time.


Poochie loves to kiss inside your ear. Shh, don’t tell Sassy.

Physical Appearance: You hair is getting long and you are still wearing a size 3 Huggies diaper. As a long and lean boy, you still look like a baby to me.

Heart swells for your more and more each day, kid.

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