12 months old

This is what Thor looks like almost every time I see him these days, running full tilt towards some disaster (this time the road):

And hours later comes the dazed-put-me-to-bed-look:

I am loving every minute of Thor's life. At twelve months he loves to swim-he swims practically every day. He will stand on the steps and "dive" down to get toys (while he's chest deep in water, he keeps his feet on the step while dunking himself under to get the toys at his feet). It's the cutest thing to watch!!! He is so proud of himself. He holds onto your back while you swim underwater. He eats by himself (more on that later). And he climbs on everything! This month he has had more bumps and bruises than I can count. He is way more daring than Sabre ever was. If I told Sabre she could get hurt standing on the back of the couch, she probably wouldn't even sit on the couch (you never can be too careful)! Thor wants to get to the top of everything and then topples over trying to pull his toys up there too. He has decided he does not want to be in his beloved walker anymore--it's too slow for him--and definitely not in the jumper. He wants to RUN!