Because I'm Sick

I'm laying here on the couch, and I don't have much energy for anything. I have strep throat. Since I'm laying here doing nothing, I thought I'd post my moving post that I have never gotten around to posting. I have to re-size a bunch of pictures, though, so I'm just going to post the written part, then add the pictures as I size them down. If I get better before I'm done, then you probably won't ever get to see all of the pictures. Just because I'm lame like that.

In other news, Kellan just turned ten months old. He eats a TON, he took his first steps a few weeks ago, and he loves playing with Ian. He has the best belly laugh/chuckle ever. He got his first haircut in the beginning of November. He gives messy open-mouthed kisses, or else maybe he likes biting faces. He laughs really hard when he sees animals, until they get too close, then he screams like a banshee. He has between three to six messy diapers a day. He has two teeth. He tries to walk back into tight spaces and gets his head stuck, and loves crawling into boxes or under chairs. It's impossible to change his diaper without repositioning him at least three times, and in the end I end up settling for having his diaper mostly on his bum.

Ian is talking a lot. He says random things, like the other day when he walked into the kitchen, saw some dates on the table, and said to my mom, "Hey, did you get these at Costco?", and he says funny things, like when he wants to show something to you but wants to get closer to where you are, he'll say "Wait for it...wait for it...", and he says "no". A lot. There is a mystical force that draws one or the other of his pointer fingers up to his nostrils about a million times a day. He usually cries and unwinds for about an hour before he falls asleep. He LOVES going into my brother and sisters' rooms and taking their stuff, then when you inquire as to where he got it, he will tell you from his room.