Patrick's been doing a lot of chatting lately. It's very cool to see him start to make the connection between language and the rest of the world. His favorite word, by far, is "dog." He can accurately recognize a dog and, once spotted, continues to say "dah" for as long as it takes before he gets distracted by something else. He'll also say "woof" if you ask him what the dog says. He's been making the sound of a car for awhile now but he's gotten better at using it specifically for cars. If you put three toys in front of him and ask him which one is the car, he'll pick the right one and start making his car sound. He's also trying to say "banana" and "ball" a lot lately (which sound about the same when he says it but definitely knows what each one is).
The odd thing is, as good as he's getting at recognizing objects and linking them with their names, he still refuses to call Angie anything other than Dada. We say Mama and Dada more times per day than probably any other words he hears and for some reason it just doesn't click. It's really amazing how bad he is at it. We'll get done running through all the different things he can name and what sounds they make and his sign language and "where's Daddy's nose" (which is an easy game; he's got a huge target) and right as I'm about to start calling colleges to see if they accept 10-month-olds Angie walks in the room and he excidetly yells "Dada!" Obviously, he won't call her Dada the rest of his life, but it's just funny to us.
Patrick also took his first few steps the other day (as you may have seen posted on the Twitter feed on the right-hand side of the site). He was standing all by himself after I let go of his hands and then took three solid steps to Angie. He's taken several more since then kind of randomly. We were just glad that we were both with him to see his first steps.
Oh yea, remember a couple weeks ago when I promised some beach videos within the week? Guess what; I lied! But, I've got a video of it now. It's a couple minutes of some of the more fun moments. It's split into four sections:
1. Patrick making the half-mile crawl for the beach. The funniest part to me is the tracks he leaves (he rarely let his knees touch the ground). Luckily he's not being hunted. Kid wouldn't stand a chance.
2. Me carrying Patrick to the beach after he gave up. I love the "excited hands."
3. Patrick trying to fall asleep in the sand because it was WAY past nap time.
4. Uncle Jonathan explaining the nature of cranes as one walked through the yard. My favorite part, other than Jonathan's impression, is my Dad's face afterwards.