11 months.

finn is eleven months old on friday.
it's the last "month" birthday, and then we're moving on to years.
wowza.

i was looking back at some old videos on my camera this morning, and although part of me feels like the time flew, the other part of me can't believe i had such a teeny tiny baby such a short while ago.  (i guess the lack of sleep along the way kind of erases your memory.)

now the tiny infant grunts and flails are replaced by "mamas" and "dadas", crawling and giggling, hooting and hollering. 
things are messier. 
busier. 
and we couldn't be happier.

we are so proud of this little boy.

finn wilde, you are sweet.

you are funny.

you are thoughtful.

you are silly.

you are joyful.

you are playful.

you've got a real sweet dimple.

and a little who nose.

and a big 'ole lumpy bald head.

you are good natured.

you are inquisitive.

you are precious.

you are adventurous.

you are loved.

thanks for our favorite 11 months ever, sweet baby.