We (hopefully!) won't have another doctor's visit until his one year well-visit, but we're guessing that his is pretty close to twenty pounds. And he's definitely getting longer, although I haven't bothered trying to get him to hold still so I can try to measure him (any task requiring him to be still is difficult these days). He's still in size three diapers, and hopefully will be for a while because we have a few boxes still to go through. Most of his 6-9 month and 9 month clothing still fits, although I swear he grew an inch one night because the next morning it seemed like all his pants were borderline capris.
William is still a fantastic eater; we're hard-pressed to find something he doesn't like. The only thing I can think of that he hasn't really liked was red beans and rice, and we're pretty sure that was just because it was too spicy (we felt a little bad for him that night--he was hungry so he kept opening his mouth to eat it, but would make the most pitiful faces once it was in his mouth. We quickly prepared something else for him). And as the introduction of red beans and rice indicates, we've started giving him more of our table foods--including a variety of meats (fun fact--his first red meats were prime rib and T-bone. We may be creating an elitist eater)--in addition to his pureed fruits and vegetables. Oh, and I would be remiss if I forgot dairy products; kid loves himself some cheese. We've had to make it his "dessert" otherwise it's hard to get him to eat anything else once he's had a few pieces of cheese.
Nighttime sleep has improved dramatically, mostly due to the fact that Darrell and I finally toughened up and let him cry it out (I hope to do a more detailed post about that... Someday...). After a few rough nights, he's been consistently sleeping nearly ten hours every night--and some mornings he'll go back to sleep for even longer after waking up for a feeding around five. Now Darrell and I just need to learn to go to bed a little earlier so we can benefit more from his improved sleeping habits (says I as I'm typing a blog post at 10:00 at night. Whoops). However, about the same time his nighttime sleep improved his enjoyment of baths plummeted... You win some, you lose some. Bath time is slowly getting better though.
I probably say this every month, but William has gotten so much more fun. He loves to play ball with Daddy and has gotten really good at rolling it back and forth. He also does "so big" (but only when he feels like it) and has started playing peek-a-boo whenever he has something to pull over his face. Although he's always pretty well enjoyed his books, he's shown much more interest in them lately--not just while we are reading him to him, but he'll often go pull them off the shelves and turn the pages himself. Of course, there are times he prefers to use them as "surfboards" (one under each hand and then he pushes himself around the house with his legs), but at least he isn't ripping them up or anything. And truthfully, he'll use anything he can get his hands on as a surfboard--apparently crawling just isn't good enough these days. He has, unfortunately, mastered opening drawers and cupboards, and thinks emptying them of their contents is the best thing ever. Hopefully soon he'll learn the concept of putting things back--but I'm not holding my breath. He is learning to associate certain sounds with different events: he knows the sound of the garage door and usually makes a beeline for the stairs when he hears it because it means Daddy is home, he knows the sound the gate makes when it is opened/closed, and, the weirdest one, he knows the sound the dishwasher makes when it is opened--and no matter what he is doing he will make a beeline for it as soon as I open it. He's also developed a few "quirks" that we haven't quite figured out yet: he has this strange fascination with scratching at his scalp/pulling his hair (always fun at mealtime) and he's started randomly extending his arms, kind of like he is reaching for something or pointing at something, but then sometimes he acts like he's maybe trying to wave. We aren't sure (and, quite frankly, he probably isn't either).
Can't wait to see what excitement next month will bring--and can't believe we almost have a one-year old on our hands! Oh, and I can't forget the outtakes from the photo shoot--more expressive and more mobile means more fun outtakes (but a much harder time getting a good shot!)
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| Trying to play "So Big" without letting go of his foot |
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| Doing his best to protest the photo shoot |
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| Trying to take his teddy bear and make a run for it... |
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| Good thing Mom was there to catch them on their way down to the floor |
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| Looking all sweet and innocent after making his escape from the chair |
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