Our theme song this past month was Frankie Valli’s Can’t Take my Eyes Off You. I cannot take my eyes off of Baby Boy for a second! He’s crawling and climbing whenever he gets the chance. He can do a real crawl on carpet, but on the tile floor, he eventually switches to an “army” style crawl because he can scoot really fast on it that way.
In the past month he has become a much stronger sitter. Now when we go to the grocery store or Target, he sits in the basket without his carseat. He loves it! He looks at everything and smiles at everyone. (We’re going to have to watch him carefully, and have some serious stranger danger talks when he gets older.) He also tries to grab for stuff on the shelves, so we now walk down the center of the aisle.
It’s a very good thing he can sit up on his own in the shopping carts because he outgrew his infant carseat. He was still meeting the weight requirement, but his head was an inch from the top of the seat. We ordered him a Britax convertible carseat, and so far everyone is happy with it.
He claps now when he’s excited and happy. Some of his favorite things are skyping with John, singing and dancing, and counting. This boy loves to count! If he gets a little fussy we count, and he’s happy again. John holds up the corresponding number of fingers when he counts, and Baby Boy has started trying to work his fingers to do like Daddy. He’s not close to holding up 1, 2, 3, etc., but he works so hard trying to do it too.
He can also whistle. My mom was playing with him in the living room, and Baby Boy had his back to her. She kept hearing a whistling sound, but thought it was me in the hallway or something. When Baby Boy rolled back toward her, she could see it was him whistling. I’ve heard it now a couple of times too. He’s also an expert raspberry blower. Apparently the best time to blow raspberries is when he has a mouth full of rice cereal. Yeah…that’s fun for mommy, too.
Some of the past month’s funnies: baby baluga, bumble bee, jingle bells, poop, toot, (such a boy!), kertyshoo (when Peter Rabbit sneezes, he says “kertyshoo”) kerplunk, kerpow, and so many others. John tried to teach him how to “high 5.” Baby Boy mostly gets the giggles as we say “Five” and touch his hand.
This month, his favorite song was Somewhere Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World by Israel Kamakawiwo’ole. Try saying that five times fast, or even just once! 🙂 He also likes counting songs like one, two buckle my shoe, three, four shut the door. If anyone knows more counting songs, please send them to me. He enjoys them so much.
One of his favorite activities is untying shoes. He especially likes to untie my dad’s shoelaces, and he does this every chance he gets. Also, anything he sees Granddad with, he wants to have too. He wants everything from what he’s eating, to his blue coffee mug, to his earbuds. Also, when Granddad walks in the room, several times now, Baby Boy has looked at him and said, “Hey!”
He also has said “Bob.” His jogging stroller is a BOB Revolution SE that we call “Bob” or “the Bob.” I’ve been taking him for walks or runs after his breakfast most mornings. After he finished his breakfast this morning, I set him on the floor in the living room. He looked up at me and said, “Baaaaaahhhhhb.” Yes, it was time to go for a ride in his Bob. Any other time of day, I might have thought it was baby babble, but I had set him down to tie my running shoes. He knew exactly what came next in his day.
Once we cut out oatmeal from his diet, he has been doing so much better. So far he’s had rice cereal, prunes, apples, bananas, peas, green beans, sweet potatoes, and chicken. He loved the chicken. He polished that off without me having to do any tricks to coax him to open his mouth. I feel like I’m putting on a theatrical performance some days just to get him to eat. I try all his funny words and phrases, songs he likes, and as a last resort, I count like the Count from Sesame Street. One ah ah ah, 2 ah ah ah, 3 ah ah ah. That works every single time for finishing up a meal.
Baby Boy is becoming more affectionate. The other day, I was playing in the floor with him when he grabbed two fistfuls of my hair, pulled his face in to mine, and gave me big, slobbery baby kisses. He is such a sweet baby.
He just keeps growing and growing and growing. I’m not even going to try to guess his weight or height this month. Next month he will have his 9 month check-up, so I’ll find out then. He’s still wearing a size 3 diaper during the day and a size 4 at night. He has a few 12 month outfits he’s outgrown, but they look smaller than some of the others. He still can wear some 12 month, all his 12-18 month, and a few of the smaller 18 month.