Hard to believe it, but our little boy is 11 months old today. Yes, little Owen who we seemingly just brought home from the hospital is almost a year old. He's growing so fast.

He's bulking up, eating more and more solid foods. He's also crawling everywhere. And he's always good for a laugh as he tugs away at my hair and tries to poke at my eyes and mouth with his tiny hands.

He finally cut his top two teeth just a couple days ago. It was a really long wait, as his two front bottom teeth came in more than three months ago. I believe we have a note from his pediatrician with a November date on it that says these top teeth would be coming in any day now. Better late then never, I guess.

So now we enter the final month of his first year on this planet. It's been a great 11 months so far. I couldn't have asked for a more easygoing baby. But man, time sure goes by so, so quickly.