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We take Calvin to the park a lot – several parks, actually. Some days are really good:

Other days, like today, not so much:

He did a faceplant on some asphalt today – total bummer. He looks like he’s been in a brawl. Scrapes on his nose and cheek, plus the big one on his forehead that’s going to make a lovely bruise, I’m sure. He recovered his spirits pretty quickly, though:

If anyone asks I’m going to tell them that we’ve started hockey training.

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I guess I’m still not doing a very good job of keeping up to date – I think I’m going to shoot for shorter posts and try to put them up more often. We’ll see how it goes…

I love this action shot. This is very typical Calvin – running and laughing:

And here’s a short video of his laugh – one of my favorite sounds in the whole world:

Sorry I’ve been such a bad blogger! We’ve been taking tons of video, and I just couldn’t get my act together to edit it down for the blog. I’ve got a few to catch you up, though.

Calvin is 13 months old now, and is still a little climbing monkey. He’s obsessed with “up” – he’s always reaching towards the ceiling, trying to touch things that are above his head. When we pick him up, he’ll frequently try to climb up onto our shoulders or heads to get even higher.

We took him in for his 1-year checkup at the doctor and he was 30 1/4 inches tall (75th percentile) and just shy of 22 pounds (25th percentile). He runs a little lean (relatively speaking, I guess – he’s still got cute little fat rolls) because he’s so active.

He’s very adept at climbing, but is also good now at getting back down; he goes down stairs really well, sometimes forward, sometimes backwards, depending on if he has something to hold onto or not. We took him to Krispy Kreme over the weekend and he spent a good 10 or 15 minutes doing laps around the little donut viewing platform they have for kids (up two stairs, run down the platform, down two stairs, go back to the other end and start over). It’s that baby OCD again…

He still dances to pretty much any music:

He’s very playful and it’s easy to make him laugh. Eric is definitely the #1 fun parent, though:

He’s getting into mimicking what we do, which makes it easier to teach him stuff. My mom taught him “so big” – basically, he puts his hands over his head when you ask him how big he is, and since he can’t yet SAY “so big,” he does his best approximation:

And here he is in a rare mellow moment:

Looks very content, doesn’t he?