Somewhere in the past couple of weeks, by baby has turned into a boy. Maybe I noticed it because we started to occasionally put clothes back on him. Or maybe he literally turned into a little boy overnight. Or maybe I was just able to catch a glimpse of him at the exact moment the universe tears and I’m able for a split second to see him as anything other than the little nugget who could only sleep at night if he was on my chest.

Cameron turned 11 months old on Monday. Ever since then I’ve been trying to stop The Time Train by myself with all my might, to little effect. If anything, it has sped it up. It is impossible that one year is less than a month away. Impossible. He is already asking for the keys to the car. Something he will not get until he is at least 25.

A 25 year old driver with no teeth.

It has been a busy month. A month full of firsts. First trip to the beach. First baseball game. First hot dog at first baseball game. First ear infection, rendering the first trip to the mountains a no-go. First tooth. Wait, no. No first tooth. Still waiting for that. The first kindergartner with no teeth.

And….First….Night…Without….Waking….Up. I’m sure by stating this fact publicly he will now spend the next month waking up every hour at night. But oh, what a glorious week it has been of consistent sleep. And if he chooses to stop, it will be o.k because I now know that deep down, my child has the ability to sleep through a night. Something I thought impossible, along with his ability to grow teeth.

Here are some pictures of his recent adventures; none of the first ear infection because his father wouldn’t let me take a photo of that milestone. Suffice to say the scarring of the first ear infection was definitely far worse for the parents than the child. Especially the parent who had to sit with the child at the pediatrician’s office while medication was forced into him in an attempt to get his raging fever down, blood drawn, and urine samples collected. He’s a good dad.

And for those of you in shock at the hotdog saying that really a child of his age should not be having hot dogs as they are a choking hazard; remember, the kid has no teeth. And the only bite he got of anything was the bread as his gums softened it into complete and utter mush. But that didn’t stop him from trying to get THE ENTIRE thing into his mouth.