Talking more

11 months
Evan has learned to say no. Actually, let me clarify: he says, "nononono." He mostly asserts himself when we're trying to feed him something green, and he shakes his head back and forth in his high chair while saying, "nononono!" Last night he was determined to get to the fireplace, and we kept moving him and saying, "no," and then distracting him, and two seconds later he'd get up, and walk towards the fireplace while saying, "nononono..."

He's walking everywhere. He loves to push things. If I let him loose in a cafe, he immediately walks over to a chair so that he can push it around. At least it keeps him busy.

He's wild in the bathtub. Obsessed with pulling out the knob that makes the shower turn on. Then looks shocked/thrilled/horrified at the water splashing at him. I push the knob back in and he pulls it back out. Once I've successfully distracted him away from that fiasco, he starts playing with the plug that lets all the water out. His Sponge Bob toy is rarely enough to keep him away from this excitement.

He's pretty much decided against baby food. He seems to resent the lack of control associated with having a spoon shoved at him. He likes bananas, cherry tomatoes (still), all fruits, eggs, toast, black beans, rice, and orzo!

Sometimes he calls me "mum mum." I love it. I can pretend to be British now.