Jace turned 10 months on Friday. He was in jammies all day because we were having a Family Movie Night at church that night and watching “Polar Express.” All the kids were invited to come in pj’s, which meant Jace had to too! Plus, we like jammies days in this house (or at least Jace and I do, and Nolan was working, so yay for jammies!). All that to say, this month’s pictures are in the cute, new, Christmas jammies my friend Mary bought Jace.
Oh, and they’re blurry.

I think God gave this kid an extra dose of personality.

Did I say personality? This child is crazy!

He loves to make random noises and move in funny ways that he thinks are hilarious. We’re not sure what made him start to do these things, but he thinks they’re especially funny in his highchair or in Daddy’s lap when he should be getting sleepy.

And he’s realized just how fun it is to climb on things and stand up.

He knows what he wants, and he’d better get it or else we get to hear quite the squeal.

Tonight, while I was in the kitchen, he made up his mind that it was time to eat. So he’d look at me and make loud fussing noises. Then he’d look at Nolan and smile or laugh. Then back to me to fuss. He also has mastered the scowl.

He never stops moving.

He’s always exploring.

But, seriously, such a happy child.

He just refuses to sit still for his monthly pictures in the chair.

And it makes me wonder, how in the world did my sister-in-law ever get her kids to sit nice and still for their pictures?
(This last picture was of his third attempt to just dive off the chair, thus ending our photo session. Maybe we can try again when he’s sleepy? Or Daddy’s around? Or maybe if I tied him to the chair and we just didn’t expect a smile?)