This was a month of crazy growth. He finally gave up and decided to get some teeth. They're pretty cute especially since he seems to have gotten the message that biting me is a one-way ticket to wean town. I also could be imagining things, but it seems like he only says "na na na" at breakfast in the morning when I give him his favorite bananas to eat. Best of all, he pulls himself up to standing on any low piece of furniture and then creeps along through the house until he runs out of surface to hold onto. It looks like he is going to walk without even trying to crawl. I'm going to blink and he will be one.