Life has been fun. I enjoy my weekends so much. Taylor and I try to go on walks and have an open weekend. I just don't like it when there is too much to do. We recently rearranged our apartment (when I say we I mean Taylor) and I love it. It almost feels like we've moved into a new apartment. I'll have to take pictures sometime soon to show y'all.
Hugo is doing wonderful. :) When he turned 10 months it was like he just decided he was ready to do all sorts of stuff. The day after he turned 10 months he began to cruise around, get himself off the bed by himself, and clapping. Now, he signs, "talks" on the phone, says no, waves hello and good-bye, turns the lights on and off, grabs the dog's tail, loves to play in forts, and unfortunately he loves to play in the dog's kennel and in the dog's water bowl (yuck!).
My favorite part of the day is when I get home and Hugo crawls rapidly on his chubby arms and legs and repeats, "mamma, mamma, mamma" over and over with excitement as if to say, "Where have you been all my life!" Then he nuzzles in my neck and tickles my chin with his soft hair. It's what I look forward to every day. That's what gets me through the day of teaching angsty tweens (so much drama). That's what helps me remember all the good things in my life. Taylor included of course. Anyway, here is my really chubby, cute baby.
