Has it really been 10 months?

Yes, my child is a whopping ten months old. It's been a bit of a big month, too!

At 10 months, The Kid:

• FINALLY wears size two diapers. (He wore size one for about seven months!)

His first diaper, the pre-pre-preemie size, and a size two.

• Is barely starting to outgrow size 0-3 month clothes.
• Is somewhere in the 13-pound range.
  
• Is very good at rolling around to get what he wants.
• Can sit up unassisted rather well (and reach for toys) for about one minute at most.
• Consumes about 20 ounces of milk, one stage two jar of baby food, many crackers and cheerios, and 8-10 tablespoons of cereal per day.
• Nurses for 10-15 minutes every morning, but not at any other time during the day.
  
• Sips water from a big-boy cup (but doesn't like it much).
• Can use his thumb and pointer finger to pick up small items, such as cheerios. This, apparently, is a very advanced skill for such a young baby (not 10 months, though...7 months). I'm fairly certain that he doesn't have cerebral palsy. Truly amazing.
  
• No longer wants to take a bottle for anyone but me. I know it hurts The Boy's feelings, but I think I get the short end of the stick. I hope it's just this week's phase.
• Loves it most when his mommy sings and his daddy whistles.
  
• Sleeps on his knees with his bum up in the air and his arms under him.
• Is bored with all of his toys.
• No longer qualifies for early intervention services!!! He is completely caught up to where a 7-month-old should be. The therapist said that they hardly ever see that in a baby as young a The Kid who was born so early. Hopefully he never needs them again, but I won't count on that when he starts school.
  
• Is getting hard to photograph. He just wants to roll around.

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