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Grayson at 8 months

Posted on | September 24, 2009 |

Ok, what can I say?  I’m way off track here.  I need to join non-bloggers anonymous.  But I PROMISE to get back on track.  You have my word. 

 Here’s what’s going on around our house at 8 months. 

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Grayson

  • is wearing size 3 diapers.  Although, he’s got the cutest little butt cheek overflow. Think daisy dukes, but in diapers. Sorry kid, you got your momma’s wide load.
  • is eating not only baby purees, but also some finger food.  Baby Mum-mums are an all time favorite and Happy Baby Veggie Puffs are pretty much the funniest thing ever because they stick to the palm of his hand.
  • Has a particular high-pitched shriek that lets us know when he really is enjoying his food.  His favorite at the moment is peaches in his oatmeal.  This induces multiple screeches during feeding time.
  • Hasn’t really upped his formula intake, but I think it’s because of all the other non-formula food. 
  • Still enjoys his jumperoo, but is fonder of the Johnny Jumper.  I especially enjoy it because it means if he’s in there, I have two hands.  To make it even better, I put it up in the kitchen doorway so I can actually cook.  (Or bake - but really, what’s the difference since I’m hardly making dinner these days anyway!)
  • Has 4 teeth.  His two bottom chicklets.  And two vampire fangs.  Seriously. He got his Upper Lateral Insicors.  It’s hilarious.  No front teeth in sight.
  • Is sleeping through the night still.  A few wake-ups here and there, but he usually puts himself back to sleep before we have to go in and get him. 
  • Is no longer swaddled.  LOL, it took us long enough.  Now he wears a cute little gownto sleep.  And just to make sure we enforce society’s gender identification roles, we got it in a masculine blue.
  • Rolls all. over. the. place. all. the. time.  I’m talking big barrel rolls.  One of the aforementioned rolls landed him on the floor when he started out on the bed.  Scary stuff.  He, and his giant noggin, are fine.
  • He can now sit up unassisted.  We have to put him in the sitting position, but he can stay there on his own. 
  • His favorite toy is a water bottle.  Screw $50 plastic toys.  He’ll take the 50 Cent version.
  • Is super talkative.  His newest “words” are ra ra ra ra, and lots of things that sound like gah.
  • Is starting to reach for us when he wants to be picked up.  Melts.my.heart.
  • Is still a delight.  *Cue corny music here* I can’t remember life without him.  I love coming home to his chunky thighs and smiling face.  he makes me happy.

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