For about a month or so, I've perfected the art of crawling - on my toes and elbows. I'm a speeding bullet - 0 to 60 in 4.7 seconds. But last Friday, I accidently discovered something - I can do the same thing on my hands and knees... Interesting this is.
A few weeks ago, my parents woke me up at the butt crack of dawn. Wait, I'm not supposed to say butt. But bottom crack of dawn isn't a normal phrase and no one would understand me. So I'll cheat and say butt this one time (or three?). Anyway, my parents woke me up and we immediately drove for several hours. I slept the whole way. Then they all made a big deal of saying we were there. Where I wondered... Well, I guess it's this place in Omaha, Nebraska called a Zoo. They keep big animals there, for you to look at them since it's really expensive to fly to Africa and see them there. Well, as soon as we got there, I missed the first several animals due to my desire to eat...
By the time I was done eating, I had to show off my new shoes to Grandma. They are big boy shoes!
At least I felt better when Aunt Leah made William do it too... Later, I was just minding my own business, then William walked up to me. He was telling me some sort of joke, I think it was a knock knock joke. Then Daphne walked up and ruined all the fun. See how William is running away without making it look like he is? I was pretending to listen to her, I have no clue what she is saying. 
But we saw all sorts of animals... But my favorite part of the day happened to be when Daphne left her sippy cup in the wagon! I snatched that thing up and started drinking! I've never used it before, but man was it fun!
The Omaha Zoo is known for it's indoor habitats, like the Desert and the Jungle. While in the Jungle, my mom had to take me across this wooden swinging rope bridge. I think she was trying to pretend she was in an Indiana Jones movie or something. 
Hanging out with Grandma, Aunt Leah and William was a lot of fun, especially since I only get to see them about once a month or so. Soon I'll be as big as William! About a week ago, I discovered something new. If I crawl up to something taller than me, grab it with my hands - somehow magically I can end up standing up! Yes, I know I'm a tad late on this, but I mean, come on.... My sister does everything for me. Why do I need to do anything? She's my little slave. I reach for a book, she gets it for me. I reach for a toy, she gets it for me. Best part is, she doesn't know she's my slave! She thinks it's all her idea! But the point is, I can finally pull up to a standing position and I love to do it. If I can reach it, I'll pull up on it now.
Yup, I'm officially ten months old. Where has the time gone? My advancements this month, I can finally crawl (albeit it's on my feet and elbows instead of hands and knees, but I am faster than a speeding bullet!) and I am finally pulling up to a standing position. My favorite toys: DVD cases. I love to nab two of them from the entertainment unit, toss them out in front of me, crawl to them, toss them out further, crawl to them, toss them out further, crawl to them...etc. Mom is finding DVD cases in some strange places (the bathroom). And I've recently gone through a growth spurt and all my nine month clothes are suddenly too short...
Teeth Count: 6 - four on top and two on bottom...
...with food times! My Dad thought it would be funny to tease me with my food. How dare you? Here's how meal times should go. Sit down, pray, eat, get up. Nothing else. Don't tease me, that's like cruel and unusual punishment! 
My Dad may be a dirtbike guy, but I'm a Harley guy. And at the ripe age of 10 months, I got my first one! I'm ready to hit the open road!
