9 months! We’ve survived nine months - all of us! And just as last month, things are still improving month over month. You’re a happier baby, month over month. You’re a more flexible baby, month over month. You are so fun to watch these days. You are obsessed with the kitty, just like your brother was. You crawl to him, and open your mouth like you’re either going to kiss him or eat him. And then you rub your head along his fur. He doesn’t seem to hate you as much as he hated Henry, or, he’s just sick of fighting :) Either way, it’s so fun to watch you chase after him.Read More
This was a month of first’s. You got your first two teeth (on the bottom). You said Mama for the first time (I will forever be glad that at least one of my two kids said Mama first). You are THISCLOSE to crawling but somehow still manage to get yourself around a room - I suspect a bit of scooting when no one is looking. You also got your first flu shot - and I didn’t even realize she had given it to you because you didn’t make a peep. I think it’s possibly those massive thighs of yours - couldn’t even feel it.
It’s been a great month.Read More
I can't stop thinking about how different of a baby you are these days. From the first 5 or so months of your life to now, it's like we have a completely different baby living with us. And let me tell you, we're all so much happier these days - you included. You're a HAPPY baby now. We even have strangers stop us, you give them that incredible grin you have, and they remark about what a happy baby you are. And finally, I'm able to say "yes, he is". Plus, we just have a lot of people stopping us to tell you how beautiful you are. It's those big blue eyes man, so much like your brothers. Between the two of you, you guys are always turning heads when we're out.Read More
Oh sweet buddy, this last month was SO MUCH BETTER. It's like you're a new baby. Like we're a new family. We're all so much happier because... YOU SLEEP NOW! Granted, you still aren't sleeping through the night, but sometimes we get six or seven hour stretches and it's like I don't even know what to do with myself.Read More
Well, this wasn't quite as good a month as we had hoped. Towards the end of the month we FINALLY got your belly issues resolved after having been on medicine most of the month. But we're still working through an issue with your legs while you're sleeping.Read More
I know you aren’t supposed to wish away time in your baby’s life because it all goes so quickly - but I think we can all agree that we’d be okay with forgetting this past month ever happened. It was another rough one. Really rough. There were a lot of tears throughout the month and they weren’t all from you.Read More
Today you have been in our lives for three months but it feels like a lifetime. I won't lie, this has been another really hard month BUT things seem to be slowly improving. Or, at least we can hope. We may have finally figured out your belly issues and you're slowly starting to sleep more and more.Read More
Oh what a month it has been. Things have been rough this month. Really rough. You seem to hate sleeping and don't do it often which has lead to a very tired household for us all, and of course, a lot of frustration. (And apparently your brother also went through this at the same age.) It seems you're often two babies - the one who is very sweet and starting to coo and smile, and then the one who fights sleep at every turn and because of that gets overly tired and fussy.Read More
Four weeks ago you leisurely entered our lives. You were screaming, red, and perfect. And now, a month later, not much has changed. I won't lie, it's been quite the month of adjustment for all of us. In general, you're a very calm, contented baby. But in the last week or two you've run into some digestive issues that has you a bit fussier than normal and has Daddy and I more exhausted than normal. Plus, no one likes to see their baby in pain, especially when you can't tell us what hurts and we can't tell you how we'll fix it.Read More
Today you are four. I can hardly believe that you have been in our lives for four whole years. But at the same time, I can't remember life before you, and I don't want to. You have been such a bright light in our life and I'm thankful every day that I get to be your Mama.Read More
Today you turn three and suddenly I can't see the baby in you anymore. The chubby cheeks are gone, the adorable belly is flatter, and even the diapers are discarded (though that I'm thankful for). It seems over the past few months you've really become your own person. For better or for worse, really. The two's were some great months, but the three's are shaping up to be something new - frustrating but beautiful.
These days you go from one extreme to the next within seconds - the sweetest boy in the world to hating life, and then back again. Your easy-going nature is still intact but is also supplemented with wanting to be completely independent. Your hilarity comes with an edge of knowledge now. There is nothing I love more than our 10 minute drive after daycare where you tell me about your day with excitement and new stories.
You're fascinated by animals and airplanes, light and sounds. You love fiercely and strongly. You fight even stronger. Your tantrums are epic, but you're quick to recover. You give us our biggest laughs and our most beautiful hugs. You're empathetic and quick to help others feel better. And you remain the best part of our every day. Watching you grow has been the most amazing journey of my life and I am so proud of the kind, sweet person you've become.
We love you Henry,
Mommy and Daddy
A list of our favorite things at this age:
- You are so damn sweet
- You are so damn fiesty
- You are so damn stubborn
- You are so damn smart
- You're developing an imagination and we love to listen to you play by yourself
- You have "best friends" and talk about them constantly
- You count to 30 (even if you skip quite a few numbers between 20-30)
- You say "thirTEAM, fourTEAM, fifTEAM"
- You sing your favorite songs loud and proud
- You tell me you miss me and seem to really mean it
- You ask me to turn on "usic", pick you up and dance with you (I never say no)
- You're potty trained!
- You run SO fast
- You love being tickled
- You still love to read and will choose a book over a toy any day
- You're cautiously adventurous and love to explore
- You've learned to be nice to the kitty
- You know your birthday, my birthday and mostly your Daddy's birthday
- You still can't fit into size 3T clothes
- Your bright blue eyes have darkened a bit to more resemble mine
- You love playing on Snapchat and turning yourself into a bunny
- You love telling people they have stinky butts
- You'd exist on peanut butter and jelly and fruit snacks if we let you
- Paw Patrol is your favorite show
- When you say the words "Paw Patrol" together, it always comes out "Paw Atrol" no matter how many times we practice
- You know what a carnivore is and regularly say words like "velociraptor and pterodayctl"
- You get excited to try science experiments
- We always hear from strangers about how well you talk
- You say "hmm" and "maybe" and "I think" on a regular basis and it never fails to make me laugh
- You love wrestling with Daddy
- We ask each other "how much do you love me", spread our arms as wide as they'll go and shout "THIS MUCH!". It's always followed by "whoa, that's a lot" and "I know"
- You seem to love taking pictures, will pick up our phones, turn on the camera and say "Say Cheese" and then giggle
- Trains are still your jam, but your current favorite toy is the Paw Patrol lookout from Gramma
- You adore playing with your cousins and I only wish we were closer so we could do it more often
- Your Gramma and Grammie are your favorite people
- Even after all this time, when I walk into daycare to get you, you scream "Mommy!" and run at me full speed
I wanted to take stock of Henry at this point and see what he loves, what his favorites are, and what he's looking forward to. So I asked him a bunch of questions and thankfully he obliged me. And by the way, I swear I'll be around more in 2017. I'm working on my schedule with Holl & Lane so that I have more time to do what I love - write.
What is your favorite color? Red
What is your favorite toy? Car
What is your favorite TV show? Paw Patrol
What is your favorite game? Duck duck goose
What is your favorite snack? Animal cookies
What is your favorite animal? Giraffe
What is your favorite song? Wheels on the Bus
What is your favorite book? Secret Life of Pets
Who is your best friend? Daddy
What is your favorite thing to do outside? Play with my bike
What is your favorite drink? Juice
What do you like to sleep with? Judy Hopps (stuffed animal)
What do you like to eat for breakfast? Waffles
What do you like to eat for lunch? Chicken and fries
What do you like to eat for dinner? Chicken and fries
What do you want to be when you grow up? Judy Hopps
I'm having a hard time with this title. TWO YEARS OLD? I can believe it, and I can't. It seems like you were just 18 months and now you're two. I have so much to say to you and yet I don't know where to start. I guess we should start by saying THANK YOU for choosing me to be your Mommy. You have completely flipped my life upside down and I can't remember life before you were in it- nor do I want to. You have made our lives complete. You have given us the highest of highs and being with you is my favorite part of every single day. You are such a joy not only to raise, but to watch. Your passion and joy for everything reminds me to enjoy the little things.
I am so thankful for your little soul. You are funny, you are incredibly smart, and you're PLEASANT. You just make the days more fun. You are sweet and lovable and snuggly. You are rarely in a bad mood, even when you're sick- which is often. You tolerate more than you probably need to and you allow Daddy and I to still have some semblance of a normal life.
You get stares and smiles and "oh my goodness he's so cute"s wherever you go. We can't go anywhere in public without getting stopped at least once by someone wanting to comment on how handsome you are. It's those eyes, and that smile. You are the perfect combination of Daddy and I (though, I'll admit, you're looking more and more like him these days). You know what else it is? Your happiness- it radiates through you and people can feel it when they're with you.
Some of our favorite things at this age:
- You say "fort" instead of four
- When we leave the house in the morning you say "Bye house, see you waiter [later]"
- When we turn onto our road after work/daycare you say "we're here"
- You say bye to whatever TV show was just on anytime we turn it off "Bye Super Why, Bye Cars, Bye Home"
- You wipe off kisses, laugh hysterically, lean in for another kiss and repeat
- You sing the ABC song with us, knowing where quite a few letters belong
- You run up to me at full speed, wrap your arms around my leg, say "Hi" and then you're off running again
- When we're both sitting on the couch together, me reading, you playing with your iPad, you always climb up into my lap, snuggle in and say "Hi"
- You bring a massive pile of books to me, ask me to read them, and say "sit in me wap [lap]"
- You yell "Run!" to Daddy and then proceed to chase each other around the house until Daddy can't run anymore
- Every single time we get you undressed for a bath, you love to be chased around the house naked
- I say "can I have a kiss now?" and you throw yourself backwards, scream NO! and laugh hysterically while I tickle you
- You love to have your legs tickled and ask to have it done each time you're on the changing table
- Your favorite things to eat are bars (breakfast bars), pouches and grapes
- The most common thing I hear about you from the daycare ladies is how very sweet and affectionate you are
- You say "Eaaaaggggglllllleeeee" just like they did on Scrubs, thanks to Daddy
- You call the ABC's the ACB's
- You know what every single magnet is in your bin and I'm constantly impressed- and more so that Daddy taught you that the Queen magnet is Mommy
- The way you say "Henry Joseph Hartwee [Hartley]" when we ask your name
- You're finally nice to the cat (mostly) and I love the way you say "come here Carton [Carlton]"
- You told me you loved me (unprompted) for the very first time after your birthday party
- When we ask for a kiss or hug, and you say no, you'll say "cry?", like you really enjoy us crying
- Your hiding skills (a pillow over yourself) are on point
- You've started quoting movies- definitely a trait of your Daddy's
- You've begun showing empathy- especially when someone on TV is sad or crying
We love you Henry, so much more than we'll ever be able to tell you. I hope that we're making you proud and that you're enjoying life with us as much as we're enjoying life with you. You make us who we were always meant to be.
Mommy and Daddy
It's been awhile since I've done a true Henry update, and I love having these for him to read in the future.
You're sixteen months old now and I can't even believe how much you've changed recently. You're starting to say a few words here and there (mostly Dada, Mama, Hi, Juice, and most recently More), you're almost running, and you're in a really great pattern where you SLEEP at night. You are so much fun lately. Mimicking us and giggling. You've been babbling quite a bit lately like you're really talking and when you're done, you look at us and crack up. It's as if you've just told a hysterical joke and you want to make sure that we got it.
You went on your first vacation last week and got to experience the ocean for the first time. At the beginning of the week you didn't want to leave our sides, but by the end of the week you were running up and down the beach with not a care in the world. You and your cousin Jack were like two peas in a pod and it was so cute to see.
While you're still a very happy kid for the most part, you've also begun temper tantrums which aren't quite fun to deal with. We've tried time out a few times, though I'm not sure you "get it" yet, but mostly we just wait for the storm to pass. You LOVE being outside and when you aren't able to go outside, one of these little tantrums is sure to erupt. We're doing our best to TALK to you through them and explain why things are the way they are.
Here's a few fun things that you do lately....
+ Once we get you naked for the bath at night, you like to be carried to the bathroom and then once we put you down, you like to "sneak" past us and run away into the living room so that we have to chase you. You laugh hysterically every time. And so do we.
+ Rotisserie chicken. Seriously. You know those kind you can get from the store? We buy one and you eat LITERALLY half of it, while your dad and I are left to split the other half. Plus mashed potatoes and corn. We've resorted to having this dinner once a week because you love it so much.
+ "Cannonballs" in the bathtub. You stand up and then throw yourself down with all your might to create a big splash.
+ "Baby Genius", a nursery rhyme show. We ask you if you want to watch "your show" and you grin and take off running for the living room. You also really love Thomas the Train. Needless to say, your dad and I have nursery rhymes in our heads 24 hours a day.
+ Sticks, and rocks. What is it with kids and things that could injure them?
+ Your blanket. You've never really had a "thing", but lately as soon as you get a little bit sleepy you run to grab it and bring it to us.
+ Entertaining and approval. You love being the center of attention and making us laugh. And sometimes when we laugh you'll do a fake laugh back to us, which of course makes us laugh harder.
We love our life with you, even the hard times. You are so much fun to play with these days and I love watching how much you now understand us. I can't wait until we can understand you even better.
Thank you for being a reason to get up each day.
We love you, Henry.
I am feeling so many things as I sit down to write this post. Astonishment, elation, joy, sadness, bewilderment. We've made it 365 days together. 365 days ago you were born at 2:25 pm into a world covered in snow, with freezing temperatures, and two parents who were utterly terrified and fascinated. That morning as I felt my water break, nothing felt real. And all throughout my labor it didn't feel real. The pushing, the pain, none of it really registered that my life was about to be flipped on its head. And then you came out and the doctor held you up and said "It's a boy!" (because we didn't know your gender throughout the entire nine months) and I immediately began sobbing. I think all of the emotions hit me all at once and I wasn't entirely sure what to think. You began screaming, and they put you right to my chest. You opened your eyes, saw me, and stopped crying. You stared at me as if you knew me, as if even though you just had been through something incredible, you knew that I was going to take care of you. And buddy, I've tried to do just that.
Watching your Dad with you in those first few minutes, I knew that you had just changed his life in more ways than he ever thought possible. And when it was just the three of us in the hospital room, before anyone else knew of your existence, I think my heart swelled to sizes I didn't know were even possible. You have been a life changer, monkey.
This year has been filled with the most amazing and the most trying times that I've ever had. From new parent frustrations, sleepless nights, and just not knowing, it's been a year of learning. Your Dad and I have not only learned how to be parents, but we've learned how to be completely selfless, and we've also learned how to communicate with each other all over again. And through all of the ups and downs, you have just smiled. You have laughed and smiled and made funny faces and you have given us hope and joy. You have made us see life in a new way and that is an amazing gift to give someone. Who knew that someone so small could have such a profound impact.
And I have to tell you something else, monkey. You are loved. OH MY GOD are you loved. And not just by us. From your grandparents, your aunts and uncles, your cousins, our friends, the women at daycare, the strangers at the grocery store. You leave an impact on everyone you meet, and I can only imagine how great of a footprint you'll leave on this earth someday. You bring charm and joy everywhere your little body happens to be. Those sparkling blue eyes, filled with love, mischief and flirtation turn strangers into mush and people who know you into babbling idiots (myself included).
When I think back over this past year, it's been filled with reflux, ear infections, sniffles, and upset stomachs. But more than that? It's been a year filled with laughter, messes, dancing and singing, and overwhelming, core shaking love. From the first time you held your head up or rolled over, to the first time you sat up by yourself. From that first scoot you took (never crawling, crawling is for other babies, right, bud?), and those first couple steps you managed just a few days ago. From the first teeth that have come through, and the tasting of all new foods. You have been a rockstar, a superhero, a baby who is always pleasant. And that, my friend, is no small feat. With all that you've been through by way of sickness this year, you have never not been pleasant.
I am not sure how to end this letter because I feel like I have so much more to say. I want to talk to you about every single day that we've had together. And yet I think I can sum it up by reciting to you one of our favorite books to read each night:
"I love you through and through. I love your top side. I love your bottom side. I love your inside and outside. I love your happy side, your sad side, your silly side, your mad side. I love your fingers and toes, your ears and nose. I love your hair and eyes, your giggles and cries. I love you running and walking, silent and talking. I love you through and through. Yesterday, today, and tomorrow, too."
And read the story behind the teddy bear.
You're going to be one next month. ONE. What?! Somehow these last few months have absolutely flown by and I'm staring down the barrel of having a toddler. And boy, are you proving to be a "big boy" these days. In the last month you've gotten in your first tooth (FINALLY) and working on the second, you've started pulling yourself up like a pro and walking all along the furniture, you can walk with your walker, and stand on your own for a bit at a time, you've started saying Mama (again, FINALLY), you high five and really understand the things that we say (though strangely, it seems you don't understand the word "No"!- we'll work on that). You are incredibly smart and I know I say this every month, but you're SO HAPPY. All the time. And so incredibly sweet. You charm the pants off of anyone you meet in a store, and the ladies at daycare seem to love you. You're a big fan of the open mouthed kiss, and while it's incredibly disgusting, we can't get enough of those. It's the best, most disgusting kiss ever! We're working on hugs now.
I got to have you all to myself for a week and a half over the holidays and it made me never want to go back to work. Although, thankfully, once you were back in daycare, you went back to sleeping through the night. We're big fans of that. We celebrated your first Thanksgiving and your first Christmas and through all of that travel we put you through, you never failed to amaze us at how happy and content you were. We were afraid you'd end up cranky, but you never did. You were showered with gifts for Christmas and we're still trying to figure out where to put everything.
With you being so mobile now, we can't ever turn our backs on you. Whether it's sneaking over to the cat food (sorry, the cat still doesn't like you), or attempting to play with the (covered) electrical outlets, you're never in one place for long. Thankfully you're still pretty independent so you'll play by yourself, but of course it's way more fun to play with Dad and I! You've been eating "real" food now and clearly no longer like the taste of baby food (who can blame you)- so you're constantly begging to have a bite of our food at dinner each night. Needless to say, I rarely get a whole meal to myself these days.
We upgraded you to a bigger car seat now that you've grown out of your infant one, and you've actually even caught up to your size in clothes, so you're somewhere between 9 and 12 months. We had to buy you pajamas in the "big boy" section and while those little two piece sets look SO cute on you, it made me sad just a little. You're growing up. You are. Right in front of my eyes, every single day. Whether it's showing off your new found skill of standing up in your crib at 4 am and bouncing until we come get you, or attempting to chase the cat with that crazy scoot of yours, it's clear that you won't be my "baby" for much longer. So until then I'll continue to let you fall asleep on me every single night, and I'll go to you when you cry because I can see that these days are numbered, and there is nothing better than these days right now. Nothing.
Y O U L O V E
+ Standing. We cannot get you to stay seated anymore.
+ Walking around. Though still hanging onto the furniture, you're VERY mobile.
+ Playtime before bath.
+ Any "real" foods.
+ Open mouthed kisses
+ Open & closing doors / cupboards / books / anything that opens and closes
+ Being center of attention
+ Women (always checking them out!)
+ Playing with socks
Y O U D O N ' T L O V E
+ Baby foods
+ Having things taken away from you
+ Wearing socks
+ Getting dressed
+ Having diaper changed
Weight: 20 lbs, 3 oz (42nd percentile) Height: 29 inches (38th percentile)
We love you Henry,
Mom and Dad
Well, in the past month you've gone from happy apartment baby to uncomfortable home-dwelling baby. We moved into our first home in the last month and you've also begun teething (we think). So needless to say, it's been a bit of a challenging month for us. There isn't a lot of sleep happening in our new house. But on the other hand, you're also growing so much! You've pulled yourself up (once in front of us, lots of times at daycare- what gives?!), you're taking steps when using your walker, and you've begun kissing us in the most adorably disgusting way (mouth wide open, tongue sticking out). To say that we're having fun with you is quite the understatement. And now that we're preparing for your first holidays, we're really excited. I know that this year you won't quite know what all the excitement is about, but just to have you with us this year is enough for me.
We entered you in a Gerber search this year, because seriously THAT FACE. They'd be lucky to have such a happy, handsome baby in their ads. But I have a feeling when you get older you're just going to say "Moooooooooom". I love when I get you to daycare in the morning and you start waving at your "pal". And luckily they still like to have you around. I haven't heard any more stories about you screaming in other babies faces, so perhaps that phase has passed. You're totally not into crawling and it appears you'll just take after me and walk. I can't imagine this little tiny person walking around our house, but I also can't wait to see it. My favorite part of the day is still when you fall asleep on me- though you've become a little too dependent on me so we're currently trying to break you of that and let Daddy be your comfort too. Oh, and you've finally started to sort of say Mom. Or at least, I think you're there. Sometimes it's a little more "Nom" than "Mom", but I'll take it!
Y O U L O V E
+ Playing with things you shouldn't be
+ Opening and closing doors
+ Things that make noise
+ Scooting everywhere
+ Spinning in circles on the floor
+ Sleeping with us (currently)
+ Mimicking us
Y O U D O N ' T L O V E
+ Sleeping in your crib (currently)
+ Vegetables (blaming your dad for that one)
+ Being alone in a room
Picture by the Christmas tree light- so not very good.
We love you, Mom and Dad
Weight: 20 lbs. Height: 27.5 inches
You, my friend, are special. You make our lives better. You make each day exciting. You make us constantly learn and learn and learn - about being parents, and about ourselves. I cannot believe that you've now spent as much time on the outside as you did on the inside. Let me just say, THESE nine months were way better than the previous nine (though I did like the idea that when you were inside and you were kicking me, it was like our own little secret- that I got to literally be your lifeline). But having you out here with us? There is nothing better in this life than that.
You are growing every single day- physically, mentally, emotionally. You are finally fitting into size six months clothes, and even outgrowing some of them! Perhaps your clothes will catch up with your age. You are THISCLOSE to pulling yourself up. You aren't crawling, but I have a feeling you're just going to take after me and never crawl. Why crawl when you can just get up and walk, right buddy? You clap, you wave, you laugh constantly. And it still amazes me how often I am stopped when I'm out with you for someone to marvel at how handsome you are, or to tell me what a good baby you are, or to ask if you're always this happy.
You're going to be starting your ninth month in a brand new house. You're going to wake up on your nine month "birthday" and be in the home that you're going to grow up in. That you'll take your first steps in (careful with the wood floors!), that you'll run and play in the backyard, that you'll climb trees and have friends over and become the amazing little boy that we know you will be. You are special. In every way that is indescribable. You make me feel more than I ever knew there was to feel. You've made me a better person, and you've made your Daddy a better person.
Speaking of Daddy- can you switch it up and start saying Mama now? Hearing Dada over and over is getting old. But at the same time, it makes my heart swell. Thank you for allowing us to be your parents, Henry. You've made us who we were meant to be.
Y O U L O V E
+ "Scream Parties" after bath time
+ Mama and Dada + Cereal!
+ The cat
+ Bouncing - you definitely don't like to sit still
+ The iPad (we're bad parents)
+ "Little Piggies"
+ Being tickled
Y O U D O N ' T L O V E
+ Sleeping alone while sick
+ Not being center of attention
+ The sound of packing tape (we just learned)
We love you Henry. Mama and Dada
Weight: 19 lbs. 6 oz = 50% Height: 27 1/4 inches = 10%
8 months buddy. EIGHT MONTHS. You're practically a little adult at this point. I feel like Grams Joy right now who was constantly saying "this is my favorite age!" when your Uncle RJ and I were growing up. But I think this might be my favorite age. You're getting really independent (case in point: right now you're sitting on the floor playing with a water bottle- why do we buy you toys- while your Dad is watching TV and I'm typing this) and able to play by yourself. It seems like you're always learning new things, but at the same time, I can't pinpoint the new things because once you learn them it seems like you've always known them.
You aren't quite ready to crawl yet- except backwards. You've been pushing yourself backwards so I guess we'll need to work on getting you to go forward. We've started giving you Puffs and giving you formula and juice in a sippy cup. But it seems like your verbal skills are improving too. You're constantly "talking" to the cat and you have a buddy at daycare that you talk to and hang out with. You're finally fitting into your six month clothes- and I have a feeling you'll be outgrowing them VERY soon.
You're still just so, so sweet. You used to get cranky when you were hungry or tired and now it isn't even that often. Your favorite place to fall asleep is on me, and though I never get anything done, I wouldn't change it for the world. There will be plenty of time to clean later in life, right? You're forever flirting with the ladies that you see (you seem to be a brunette man) and will throw smiles at anyone who looks your way. Your nighttime routine is something I look forward to every day. We give you cereal at 7:30 and by 8 you're in the tub playing. (Your favorite "toy" is the giant Pittsburgh Pirates cup- to each his own, I suppose.) After your bath as we get you dressed for bed, we set you on the changing table and you get all your pterodactyl screams out, and we tickle you and laugh and laugh and laugh. About five minutes later, you're fast asleep on my chest.
EVERY SINGLE TIME we go out we have someone stop us and ask if you're always that happy and well-behaved. Thankfully we can say yes. We even took you to a very loud Oktoberfest this past weekend and you didn't whine once and you were fine with being passed from stranger to stranger. You're alright, kid. And we're so damn proud of you.
Y O U L O V E
+ The cat + Knocking toys over (Godzilla!)
+ Screaming and laughing after bath time
+ Bath time
+ Pterodactyling (your high pitched scream)
+ Drinking water out of straws
+ Drinking out of cups far too big for you
+ Being outside
+ Falling asleep on me
+ Being tickled
+ All electronics
Y O U D O N ' T L O V E
+ Getting your ears cleaned
+ Green beans
+ Shoes and socks
+ Getting dressed
+ Things taken away from you
+ Modern Impressionist paintings (or at least that's what Dad thinks)
We love you, Mom and Dad
Weight: 18 lbs. Height: 25 in.
I'm not sure how it's time to write your monthly update again. Didn't I JUST write your six month post? STOP GROWING! I cannot believe that now you're closer to a year than you are closer to a newborn. Where has this time gone? Suddenly I have this little guy who is becoming increasingly independent, who has a definite personality and who makes us laugh on a daily basis. We have so much fun with you. And as you've always been, you're JUST. SO. HAPPY. Even on the days I have to wake you for daycare, do you wake up and cry because you're not ready to be awake? No. You smile at me and immediately start babbling. When you're sick and we know you don't feel well, do you whine? No, you smile and laugh. I don't know how we got so lucky with you but boy do we know we are.
Lately you've been becoming quite the Mommy's boy. More than once you've gotten upset when I've left the room or you couldn't see me. And each night after your bath you cuddle up on my chest and fall asleep. And as you do, you rub my arm or my face and play with my hair. You're incredibly sweet. And it's my favorite part of the day. Now that I'm back at work 40 hours a week, I really miss having Friday's off with you. So now we just have to soak up all we can with you during the week.
Y O U L O V E
+ Grabbing EVERYTHING
+ Watching TV
+ Playing with our faces
+ Putting anything and everything in your mouth
+ Being thrown in the air
+ The little piggy's
+ Being tickled
+ "Drink" from big people cups
+ Sitting up
+ Being the center of attention
+ Being outside
+ The cat
Y O U D O N ' T L O V E
+ Being hungry
+ Being sleepy
+ Having things taken away
+ NOT being the center of attention
As you can see, the list of things you love are much longer than the things you don't. Grams Joy watched you over the weekend and commented about how you really don't cry. You get a bit fussy when you're hungry and that's about all. You're an incredibly pleasant baby and I hope that always continues.
We love you so, so much, Henry. You've made our lives infinitely better. And that face of yours? It's absolutely going to get us in trouble some day. You might be too adorable for your own good.
Mom and Dad
HEIGHT: 27 inches (42nd percentile)
WEIGHT: 17.5 pounds (34th percentile)