I am 11 months old now. I like to eat and play percussion with metal spoons on hard surfaces. I am very close to walking without the assistance of the couch, tables, or anything I can pull myself up with. I waved goodbye to the guys at daycare today, and Mom was impressed.
And Dad has been letting me listen to his CDs of Richard Dawkins reading from the Origin of Species and Calexico's "Carried to Dust."
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