Baby H. --10 months old

This little boy is so loved it's undescribable. 
He's so funny.
His first word is "Mmmmmm," meaning "let me try that thing you are eating," or "that was delicious."
He bobs his head to music.  All music: hymns at church, ringtones from cell phones, his dad's piano playing, or anything from Abba to opera in the car.
I found him playing at the toilet today.  Both arms in.  Grose!
He still wants to nurse every three hours.  And he mostly gets his way.
He likes to turn the X box on and off.  Green, shiny button with a nice sound effect.
He loves beets, deep purple plums, cooked greens, watermelon, smashed peas, cheerios, small pieces of potato chips.
He says "aaaaaahhhhh" during strolls if he's happy.  Even if there aren't any bumps in the sidewalk to joggle his voice.
He showers with his dad every morning. 
He waves to strangers in parking lots.
He waves to the empty garage any time of day, because that's where we stand to say goodbye in the mornings
 as DH drives to work.
He crawls fast, with his hands up high and down flat, like a baby dinosaur.
He stands as often as he crawls, holding on to chairs, couches, rails, drawer knobs.
He eats small pieces of paper, lint, mud, or tape that he finds on the ground and screams when I plug his nose to remove them.
That's our ten month old, baby H.