Logan is 9-months old today. He has been "out" almost as long as he was "in." Pretty crazy, huh?
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We had our routine MD visit and Logan's most favorite part was the examination table paper.
Boy, was this fun!!!
Logan's 9-month stats are the following: Weight: 23 lbs, 7 oz. Height: 30 inches and otherwise, healthy, growing well and we could not be more thankful to God for that.
He really is such a good little guy.
For those of you keeping up with his comings and goings, Logan has had a lot of those this past month. He has been crawling now for almost 7 weeks and is now crawling on all surfaces. Sand, grass, concrete, you name it.
We have four, yes, FOUR new teeth coming in, the top four teeth. He is eating a very diverse menu, mostly fruits and veggies and cereals and still likes to tip back a bottle, of course. Here, Mama got sneaky and stole the handles off his Sippy Cup and put them on his bottle to help him hold it himself... Ha!
A few weeks ago now, Logan had his very first COLD/FLU. The first night, I didn't know what was going on because he was so upset and is usually such a good little sleeper. I soon figured out what was wrong and my Momtuition kicked in, but I initially had a very bad post-traumatic flashback to our colic days... with my husband screaming in slow motion in the background: "Reeeeeeemember the Colico!"
Whew! Luckily it was just his first cold and had only a few tough nights. I think it was tougher on us, mom and dad, to be honest with you;) The rest of the week he was his happy self just with a lot of snot running down his little face. He only had a fever for a few days and the poor thing was a bit run down... a cool rag and a cold water bottle were kind of a hit :)
Now, he's back to feeling just right and has formed a very close bond with his "Fuzzers" the lion, and his yet to be named, Giraffe. (Oh, and likes to have a paci in hand as well as in the mouth)
It is now almost impossible to change a diaper or clothe this baby unless I physically hold him down to do it or do it as he's crawling away from me, which is getting a bit too challenging.
So I just hold him down as I remind him that I outweigh him by a hundred pounds and it's futile to resist. I wonder if this will come back to bite me later, say, when he's 12 years old and he outweighs ME and throws me in the pantry and locks me in there until Papa gets home.
He thinks that sounds pretty fun...
Oh, yeah, I almost forgot, he continues to love all his musical instruments and musical toys. The latest addition was this cool little floor drum that Gramma got him. We have our own version of "music appreciation class" every day, after naps.
HAPPY 9-MONTH BIRTHDAY, LITTLE MONKEY!
You know you're getting old when all your friends start turning ONE. Happy Birthday Jackson!
Did I hear someone say "cold beverages?"
It was impossible to take a pictures where we were ALL looking at the camera and had on a "normal" face. So I chose the one where at least the Moms were looking and looked as happy as we were! (As evidenced by Logan's face, it was a bit past nap time...)
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