9 months old

I’m 9 months old and before you know it, I’m gonna be 1 years old! At my doctor’s appointment last week, I heard the doctor tell mom that I’m growing like a weed and weighed 19 lbs and was over 28 inches long. They had this cool computer that charted my growth and the doctor compared me to my big brother Sam when he was 9 months old. I guess we are almost exactly the same weight and height! Mom was glad to hear that because I’m not a real big guy and neither was my brother, but now he’s a big dude (48 lbs, 42 inches). I don’t think I’m all that small because I just upgraded to a big boy car seat, I’m wearing 12 mo. clothes and I eat a ton of food! Mom hasn’t found a food yet that I won’t eat and I especially love to eat “big people food”. My favorites are chicken, cheese, carrots and peaches. Sometimes I get a tiny bit of ice cream and I really wish I could have more because it makes me smile and squeal!


I’m almost ready to start walking, but right now I prefer to crawl or walk along the furniture. You should see how fast I am! I am very determined and like to do things that make mommy say “No!” For example, I love it when mom or dad or Sam forgets to close the bathroom door because I cruise right over to the toilet and start splashing my hands in the water. Mommy always says “yucky!” but I don’t know what the big deal is? I also like to get into the trash can and Murphy’s water bowl too! At least once a day (usually right after mommy changes my clothes) I like to dump over the water bowl and get myself nice and wet. Then she has to change my clothes again! For some reason she gets kind of frustrated with me because I’m a “wiggle worm” and I refuse to sit still when she changes my diaper or clothes. All I want to do is explore and play with my big brother Sam, so I get really mad and sometimes scream when she tries to hold me down. Get this…she even puts her leg over top of me to hold me down and sometimes calls for “Help!” from daddy. I think that’s really unfair!


Last week my Grandma Ellen from Tennessee came to visit me for 3 days. She is really nice and I even let her rock me to sleep. I was a very good boy for her and didn’t even wiggle when she tried to change my diaper.

Overall, everyone says I’m a really good kid. I like to smile and giggle a lot and I’m a pretty good sleeper (unless my teeth are bugging me). I take 2 naps a day and sleep from 8:00pm-5/6:00 am. Mom feeds me a bottle and then I go back to sleep until 7:30-8:30. From the minute I get up until I go to bed, I’m always on the go. I also love to play with my dad and big brother Sam. We sort of wrestle a little and I make growling noises at them. Daddy calls me "the little roughian" because I'm so aggressive. I'm also getting really good at stealing Sam's cars and trains and he usually gets really mad at me about that. Mom keeps reminding him to share and now he has given me a couple of his old cars! I like to push my little cars all over the living room and make funny noises. Everyone says that I’m “all-boy”. <
Well, gotta go! Somebody just left the bathroom door open and I’m gonna make a beeline for that toilet! Bye-bye!