Frances at Eleven Months

Frances is now eleven months old, and man, has she been busy! Besides her normal activities of managing to put death traps in her mouth, causing my hair to become more gray by the minute and being a giggling, joyful delight, Frances has some new material. She has (as of yesterday), cut her second tooth, pulls all the books off the shelves then sits in the cupboard, can climb and stand on step stools in order to reach the counter, and loves to pull every toy out of the bin and admire the mayhem. Her most impressive trick to date, by far, has got to be the four steps she took today. On her own. Like a big kid. The house was filled with shrieks of delight (Ken) and many hugs and kisses. We are all so proud of this tough little peanut.

 I know it's out of focus, but I love this expression!

One of her favourite things....why do I let her get away with this?

 Oh yeah....

And here is an action shot, she wants the fudge on the counter.