Isn't that the cutest sad face ever? I can't help but giggle everytime I see it.
At 11 months, Brock is now cruising along the furniture. He still prefers to crawl but he is far from walking. He has 7 teeth and has become quite the chatter box. He doesn't like to be held. He will come up to you and want you to hold him for a second then he wants to get down and go. I can already tell he is going to be quite the handful. He is determined to get into stuff he knows he is not supposed too. We are so grateful for this little red head and his spunk (most of the time).