Sunday, February 6, 2011
On the 4th of this month, William turned 8 months old! W-O-W.
Here are the specs.
He cut his two bottom teeth.
He can get on all fours and rock back and forth. I am sure crawling is in the very near future.
He is on REGULAR formula. No more Nutramigen! We are beyond thrilled, and so it our wallet.
He loves food, but only food. He can grab all sorts of stuff, but he never puts anything in his mouth. It is weird to me, because Mary and Sam put everything in their mouths at his age. I was always monitering them. He is a major texture baby. He hates anything with chunks. He will gag on even the smalles bit of something. (like 1/2 of those star puff things) I am wondering if that is why he never took a binky, no matter how many times we have tried.
He is so, so, so, chubby. He is now in 12 month clothes, and even those get too small after being washed. His legs and arms look like tree stumps. There is no difference from his arm to his hand, or his calf to his foot. His ankles and wrists are burried under a deep layer of yummy baby fat. I kiss his rolls ALL day.
His laugh is a deep, from the belly laugh. He laughs and smiles very easily, and he is a charmer.
He can say "ba" for bottle.
He holds his own bottle, and a lot of the time, he does it with one hand. It is hilarious! His hands are enormous, so he can easily grip the bottle with one of them. It is a lifesaver at night. We just make the bottle and he feeds himself.
He grabs things so fast, and we never see it coming. It cracks us up. He will swipe anything that is in front of him. We like to call him "swiper," from Dora. He has knocked over many a jar of baby food, and pulled out numerous earrings.
He loves music. Any time we sing hymns in church, or turn on music at home, he will flap his arms and rock back and forth while laughing or smiling.
He is turning into Mr. Personality, and we can tell that he has a very fun and energetic spirit.
Love you bubba!