Nine months old.
My oh my, time flies by way faster when you're not pregnant. The most uncomfortably fat nine months of my life followed by the most wonderfully fat nine months of my life :) Jace is truly a blessing.
Little man is now eating anything and everything in sight. He can't feed himself yet, but he can give his momma dirty looks until he is fed. He has a particular fondness for spaghetti, mac n cheese, and broccoli. He's wearing nine month clothes, size 4 diapers, and 12 month jammies.
He still loves his walker, but has graduated to his Radio Flyer tricycle. He crawls like a champion, and he cruises the furniture like it's his job. His first word is "dadadadada" (yea...Mom is irritated). He also waves hello all the time, even to strangers. When he is around laughter, he fakes it just to fit in. It's adorable.
He loves gnawing on our cellphones, but acts a little bit bratty when we take it away from him. He loves pulling Bubbaloo and Sienna's tail. His favorite toy is anything he can roll around the house and chase after. He still loves bath time, and he might sleep with his mom and dad more than any parent should allow. oh well.
He had a nine month appointment and measured at 29.25 inches long (80%) and 20 pounds, 7 ounces (60%). Little man is all beer gut and thighs.
Okay, okay...let's make these next three months go by reaaaally slow, please :)
