Nine Month Update

Pete is nine months old, which just amazes me.  Where has the time gone?  Every day he looks less and less like a baby and more and more like a little boy.  The little man had his nine month check up today and weighed 19 lbs. 14 oz. and is 28.5 inches long. That puts him at just about the 50th percentile and he is “perfect” according to the nurse practitioner. She is clearly incredibly smart and I very much agree with her.

Pete is a busy baby. He is into everything and never, ever sits still. He crawls all over the place and is scary fast.  He pulls himself up on anything he can get his hands on, whether it’s a sturdy table or something less stable – such as Bailey.  Luckily he doesn’t have far to go when he falls down.  He babbles all day long and his favorite word is “dada”.  He gives kisses with his entire mouth and tongue and they crack me up every time.  He is so enthralled with all his new skills that he’d prefer not to sleep, but he tuckers himself out so much during the day that he does sleep better at night. Getting a nine month picture has proven very difficult, as someone eats the props and doesn’t sit still.  So for now, I’ll leave you with this video from yesterday. He is so funny (and kinda sounds like a monkey) and I love it!

I’ve been told I’m slacking with updates, so my post-New Year’s resolution will be to post (at least a picture) weekly!

UPDATE:  Pete’s nine month photo from last weekend.  Even with two of us, it was hard to capture a great shot … someone just didn’t want to sit still!

Stubborn Irish Boy

Now that Pete can stand up by himself, it’s all he does.  He will attempt to pull himself up on everything he can.  It’s adorable, but has become somewhat problematic at night.  As soon as we lay him in his crib, he stands up. The last few nights have been a bit trying, because he just refuses to sleep. Needless to say, he’s exhausted. So tonight, when we put him to bed, he immediately stood up.  And then fell asleep:

He woke himself up a few minutes later and started to cry.  We went back in and laid him down and he did eventually fall asleep on his back, but I couldn’t help but laugh to see him slumped over the edge of the crib.  It’s semi-heartbreaking, hilarious and adorable all at the same time.  But it’s so Pete.  And I wouldn’t want him any other way!