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Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Craft: 8 (almost 9, oops) Months Old

Me again!  And twice in one week!  A miracle, surely.  I am so back-logged on the blog that I don't even know where to start, but I figure that since my littlest chicken is almost 9 months old, maybe I should blog about him being 8 months old.  I would like to state for the record that I actually did manage to take his monthly photos at close to the 8-month mark (8 months + 11 days counts as close, right?!).  Go me.

I decided that for this post I'm going to skip the normal categories and just hit the highlights since I'll be back with an official report from Dr. V including weight and length next year week.  Also because we are almost at 9 months and I can't keep track of what has happened when, ha!

C has followed in big sister's footstpes and maintained his champion sleeping status.  He goes to bed around 8 and sleeps until sometime between 7:30-8:00.  He takes two naps - one around 10am which usually lasts 45 minutes or 1 hour, and one around 2pm which lasts anywere from 2-3 hours.  I should also note that this child is (thankfully) SO flexible and will cat nap pretty much anywhere, which big sister Lilly would never do.  I am not saying he is taking a 3-hour nap in the Ergo, but he'll conk out just about anywhere for 30 minutes just to get a little re-charge nap in and then he's good to go. 

I glanced back at Lilly's 8-month update and chuckled at what she was eating: nursing and homemade baby food cubes.  Craft honestly eats more than any child I have ever seen (and rivals some adults at most meals as well).  I'll post an "eating day in the life" at some point for your entertainment, but as an example, last night for dinner he ate chopped up roasted turkey (I am not sure how much but it was a lot), roasted butternut squash and about 1/2-cup (although it could have been more [or less but probably not] since I'm terrible at guessing amounts) of raspberries and blueberries.  And a graham cracker for dessert.  C has been feeding himself for as long as I can remember, and prefers that to being fed.  He is right on track with where his big sister was in terms of nursing at this point as well: he nurses by far the most when he wakes up, then again 30 minutes - 1 hour before lunch and the same amount of time before dinner and then really briefly before bed.  He is super efficient and rarely nurses longer than five minutes, even first thing in the morning.  We pretty much totally gave up on rice cereal/oatmeal after his last doctor appointment and have been using an iron supplement, and Craft has been a champion with water out of the sippy cup for several months now. 

MOBILE is the word of the day for this kid - he does not sit still.  He can be sitting in my lap, laying in his bed, sitting in the high chair, you name it but those little legs are always kick-kick-kickin'.  Craft is still doing the army crawl/roll around combination but man is he fast!  He has been attempting a "real" crawl but more often than not ends up in the downward dog position trying to stand up.  More on that in the next post.  He pulls up on everything, all the time, and loves to "stand" and "walk" (assisted, of course).  Craft makes lots of noises - he calls pretty much everything "dada" and says something that resembles "Lilly" a lot (although I'm not sure if that's what he's trying to say, it's what it sounds like).  He also says what sounds like "hey" whenever someone new comes into a room.  Again, I'm not sure whether that's actually what he's trying to say but that's what it sounds like and it's consistent.

There are lots of likes and dislikes, but I'll save the list for next week's post.  I will just mention that we were very fortunate that Lilly was a happy baby, but if Lilly was happy I would say that Craft is ecstatic.  We are so lucky because he is so laid-back and flexible and honestly just really happy.  He's not been himself this week because we are all battling some kind of plague that Lills brought home from school, but even so he has been so content, just hasn't cackled as much as usual.  Love this nugget.

I'll leave you with some photos.  It's getting really hard to get this little stinker to sit still - he is into EVERYTHING and I am here to tell y'all we are gonna be in trouble!  I realize that all of these photos are basically the same, but (1) I am too lazy to make a collage tonight and (2) his facial expressions kill me, so I decided to post them all.  Sorry, not sorry.

"I'm so happy to be here!"

"No really!  So happy to be here."

"You didn't really think I was gonna sit stil, did you?!"

"Oooooohhhhhh!  Lookie!  A table!"

"I think I shall climb atop it."

"Who, me?"

"Oh, you don't want me to climb on the table?  That's cool, I'll just stand up in the glider."

"You didn't really think a simple 'no no, Craft' was gonna stop me, did ya?"

Try to reprimand this face.  I dare ya.

"I'm so happy to be climbing on the table!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Oh LOOk!  The floor!"

"I'm so happy you let me hold this elephant!!!"

"Oh wow, there's a whole other side of this glider just waiting to be discovered..."

And that, my friends, is a small look into what the boy child has been up to.  Big sister had her first "dance recital" this week, so I hope to get to that post and many others as soon as there are more hours in a day soon.

Happy 8 months, chicken nugget!

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Lilly Says

The other night, Dan had a work function so I had the kids by myself.  I did not know it at the time, but both were beginning to come down with a cold so while they weren't terrible, they also weren't in the greatest moods they've ever been in either.  It was bath time, the time of night when bed time is in sight, and I was utterly exhausted from the work week (and on that particular night, I was exhausted from my two little angels, too!).  Dan walked in to both Lilly and Craft laying on their backs squealing and kicking and splashing water EVERYWHERE and giggling at each other.  We let them play for a few minutes while we caught up on each others' days when out of nowhere, Lills abruptly stopped splashing (thank The Lord), sat straight up and said, "Oh. My. Goodness.  You guys are KILLING me tonight!"  Dan and I looked at each other and burst into a for of giggles and then he pointed to me and said, "busted!"  Touché. 

The child doesn't forget anything, ever. I need to remember that I guess!

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