January 2008 Archives

9 months

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I had my 9 month check up on Friday. Here are my stats:
Length: 31.25 inches - this puts me off the charts and it is the length of an average 15 month old (no wonder my 12-month size onesies don't fit that well!)
Weight: 24 pounds 1 ounce (about 85th percentile)
Head: 46 centimeters (just below 75th percentile)
So I am big...I also have recently acquired these 2 white things in my mouth, but I am very shy about showing them off.

Smilin' and Chillin'

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I have turned into a camera hog. Everytime someone points the camera at me, I stop and smile:

Here I am hanging out with my dad and of course smiling for the camera:

I like my toy box

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I like it so much I had to climb in:

I like toys

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My Aunt Heather bought this great toy for Christmas. It is a shape sorting truck that makes noise when you put the shapes in and push the tool-shaped buttons. Mommy and Daddy have been teaching me how to put the shapes in. They put them partially in than I push them in the rest of the way. After, they smack their hands together and say Yay....

Nibbler hanging out

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Nibbler likes to hang out in my crib with me. Well, likes/put in there by my parents...whatever...either way he is such a copycat....

Crawling

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The other day when I was crawling, I got caught in my height chair and decided to drag it through the house with me. Mommy thought it was funny so she took a couple of pictures of me:

Peas

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Me and peas are a good friends...I mostly eat them as finger foods now because I think a lot of purees are icky and would much rather feed myself:

Grammie bought me this Fisher Price Go Baby Go Stride-to-Ride Lion for Xmas. At first, I wasn't very good at it, but as you can see, I am mastering it. I have it down, except for the turing part so I hate it when I get stuck so I slam it up against whatever it is until Mommy or Daddy come and turn me around. Here is a video of me:

So Colin, the next time you come over, bring your lion so we can race up and down the street!

p.s. Thanks Grammie, I LOVE IT!