Ten Months

Toothless Joe and the Hamster* have officially turned the big 1-0.  (That’s Emma and Chloe, respectively, for the more formal individuals out there.)  They’re growing (14# 8 oz for Ms C, and 15# 12 oz for Ms E) and constantly moving when awake (except when anesthetized by Baby Einstein & mum-mums) and eating me out of house and home, and are a continual source of laughter.  They laugh at me, and each other, from morning to night.  They love to be tickled, and for me to make silly faces at them, and to bounce in the jumparoo hard enough to shake the glasses in the kitchen cabinets.

We’re in big girl carseats now, and Emma especially seems to appreciate the upgrade in digs.  (They’ve moved from not-so-padded Graco Snugrides to well padded Britaxes.)  We spent a week at Grandma’s (a.k.a. “The Farm” in Mayberry) and they had a great time with their first picnic, two trips to the zoo, and plenty of splash time in the baby pool.  Nanny J took them into the “big kid” pool at her son’s pool birthday party (I was staying dry since I was headed to work) and they adored that, too.

They eat like little vacuum cleaners.  Anything and everything is the current rule (with a few allergenic items excepted.)  Grilled cheese?  Enchiladas?  Blueberries?  French Fries?  Cantaloupe?  Green beans?  You bet.  They can both put away an entire banana or a whole piece of pizza in a sitting, and are absolute fiends for Cheerios and Baby Mum-Mums.  (Moms of older infants, look into that last one.  They’re baby crack.)

At the risk of angering the sleep genies, they sleep around 11-12 hours at night (often consecutively,) and take a good couple of naps a day, ranging from 1.5 to 3 hours a pop.  Big sleepers, and easily entertained if they wake up for a bit in their cribs.  Emma’s routinely awake and content when I go in because Chloe’s started to yell.

Chloe now has six teeth, and Emma has all the hair.  We figure it’s an integumentary push.  They’re in 3-6 month clothes, and size 3 diapers.

They sit up well and steadily now, and are really working on crawling.  Emma can slither along like a snake, or turn radially like the hands of a clock, and Chloe is aces at scooting backwards, but neither has figured out forward momentum yet.  When they do, I’m doomed.



Having her picture taken.  What a ham.

Grilled cheese.

Splashing in any available water source.


Diaper changes (How dare you infringe on my liberty, mother!!)

Emma’s habit of pulling hair




Singing along with any music, particularly the radio



The words “all gone” as applied to food.

Chloe’s habit of biting anything put in her mouth, including Emma’s fingers.**

*Emma still has no teeth, despite the false alarm in July, and Chloe has a habit of stuffing her cheeks so full of food bites that she can’t fit in another, but won’t swallow them.  Hence, the Hamster.

**Yes, still breastfeeding.  Yes, she occasionally bites.  We’re working on it, and I haven’t had to go to the ER for nipple laceration yet.  They love their 4-5x/day nursie too much for me to stop at this point.  Plus I love it too.  🙂

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