Food!

He eats SO MUCH FOOD!! Today, while at daycare, he ate a container of yogurt, half a banana, two ice-cubes of peas, two servings of cereal (about 6 Tbsp. total) and FIVE bottles. His teachers said he just ate all day.

He's not nearly as chubby as that diet would suggest, though. I think it's because he's moving all the time... he even looks like he's crawling in his sleep.

Eight Months Old!

He turned eight months old yesterday. He celebrated (belatedly) by knocking over the condiment rack at DQ. A really nice family helped us pick up the packets of ketchup and mustard and the plastic utensils.

This was pre-DQ, but he already looks like trouble.

Just another day in paradise...

The little guy started out the day by sneezing blueberries and oatmeal all over the box of apple fritters from the local bakery. Then he spent a long time playing in the water with his Gramps and some cousins.He tried to eat a handful of sand, salt water and coquinas-- yuck! I think I got most of them out of his mouth... I guess we'll find out in a day or two. He's a little young for raw shellfish, especially with the shell included.Here he is with his Gramps and his dad after dinner. He had a bottle and a bite of cheesesteak. You're never too young for cheesesteak, amirite?

Life's a beach...

Today was the little guy's first day at the beach. We went down to the water yesterday for a few minutes, but today he went in the ocean (it was fine at first, but a little cold) and the pool (he loved it). Here we are by the water at the beginning of the day.

He also crawled around on the beach and ate a ton of sand. Seriously, he was picking up fistfuls of sand and shoving them in his mouth. Crazy kid.
After he ate his fill of sand and fruit, he played with shoes!

Do you see the sand around his mouth? To quote one of my cousins, that's going to be a fun diaper.

Ferry ride!

We took a ferry on our way to the family reunion to let the little guy out of his carseat for a while. I think he liked it. Here he is ignoring the view and checking out the restaurant:

And here he is ignoring the view and trying to climb over my shoulder:

Bedtime routine?

All the experts say it's important to have a bedtime routine. We're working on it. Tonight, we had bath, book, nurse, bed (great so far, right?), playtime, photos, book, book, nurse, bed, book, nurse, bed. Oh well. Here's playtime:

And while he was being fun and awake, I took our picture, too.

Yogurt!

I'm back to exclamation points! He had yogurt for the first time today, and loved it (of course). He's a total pig. The little dog stations himself at the foot of the highchair and just waits for the hail of food. I think food is the driving force behind the little dog's appreciation of the baby. Please ignore the boxes in the background. We're almost done unpacking.

He's going to be a Jeep man!

It was a gorgeous day yesterday, so we went out to dinner in the Wrangler with the windows off. The little guy has never been in that car at all, and I think he liked it! His dad was pretty happy, too.

We didn't get any photos, so here's a crazy picture of the kid sleeping at the hotel last weekend. It's very George Costanza.

Sometimes it's scary

I took off work this afternoon to hang out around the house, and the little guy has been reminding me SO MUCH of my older brother that it's frightening.

Child safety winners!

Baby-proofing has been a slow work in progress around here. We're starting to catch on, though.He loves wires, outlets, and anything sharp and he moves really fast.

So maybe this is my fault

While on maternity leave, I spent (way too) many mornings watching horror movies. I love a good scary movie when there's plenty of daylight left. The little dude never seemed to pay too much attention... but now he adores being startled/scared.

Maybe he shouldn't have watched Saw at 10 weeks old.

It's all fun and games...

He's starting to play with his toys more... sort of. "Playing" consists of inspecting each toy carefully, hitting himself in the head with it and/or trying to fit the entire toy in his mouth, and then throwing the toy on the floor. Here he is at the inspection point of the process:
The big dog has found a refuge from the madness on the stairs. She's all "Keep him down there and I'll stay riiiight here."

He's figured it out.

It's time to install the baby gates.
He's been crawling for a while, but he's just starting to realize that he can really go places.

He's all "Out of my way, people!"

Fat lip

The little dude got tired of being in the ball pit at daycare today, so he launched himself out of it and busted his upper lip and gums open. It was so bloody that I got a (very apologetic) call about it at work! His smile is a little funky from the puffiness. He's still hurtling around like he's invincible, though, so he clearly didn't learn a thing.

What a mess!

When I got home from work today with the kid, I put him down on the floor and put the mail on the dining room table. When I turned back around, the dog dish was upside-down and the little booger was splashing around on the kitchen floor.

In case you can't read his outfit, it says "Here comes TROUBLE!"

Happy National Donut Day!

The little dude loves to climb up on the dog bed to touch and lick (gross) the dogs. Beau usually clears out, but Sadie doesn't seem to mind.

She likes to lick him back. I can't decide which is worse: that the kid licks the dogs or that the dogs lick the kid. They're both pretty gross, really. The real issue here, though, is that his dismount could use a little work.

Slow down, you're moving too fast...

Tonight he pulled himself up in his crib. According to his dad, he did a chin-up to get up there like this. I don't think I could do a chin-up, but I've never tried using both hands and my mouth.

He's clearly a genius.

Peaceful coexistence

Our beagle has been a little apprehensive about the little dude. I think they've come to terms with each other now.