Little Man is so delicious and full of character. He's actually just about 9 months old but we've been full of holiday bustle and his 8th month of life has seemed to slip through my fingers. I am so going to do better next year! He LOVES to eat and loves MEAT! I don't even think I had even given Maryn meat by 8 months. He'll gnaw on shredded chicken, turkey, ham...whatever we're eating for dinner. And just this past Tuesday, I spotted two tiny bottom teeth breaking through his gums!! My baby has teeth!! Lady M didn't get her first tooth until she was the ripe old age of 14 months so this is new territory for us. I think he realized that having teeth would open up a world of food options. He eats every meal like he's starving. Everything goes in the mouth. Another baby 'norm' that we never experienced with Maryn. She didn't drool, she didn't spit up, she didn't put foreign objects in her mouth and she never opened a cabinet door she wasn't supposed to. Sometimes I feel like we're doing this whole baby stage for the first time. Developmentally though, he's right on target with his sister. He's been walking around the house holding our hands since he was 6 months old and still does not crawl. I think Maryn crawled for a total of 1 month before walking. This is the way I like it. I'm granted just a few more weeks before I'm chasing a pine needle eating son around the house.
He's just recently grown fond of books. I can whip out his favorite truck book (thanks auntie Anne!) during a crying fit and he's all smiles. He started trying to wave 'bye-bye' this month but it really just looks like a flap of his wrist.
He could probably use a haircut but he's trying to fit in with these southern boys down here.
Everything goes in the mouth and Bode is a terrible influence.
The moment I turn my back to run the bath water, he does this.
And a week later, he did this.