Guy Smiley (Papa Joe's name for Thomas) is now 9 months old. I call him my little butterball. He's such a chunk! I love him to pieces.
We're now entering the territory where Lee is calling him Tom. Tom and Mom sound so alike. I'm going insane!! "What?" "I said Tom, not Mom" "uggghhh...."
Little man loves to crawl all over the house and find all the outlets, chords, and disgusting piles of dog hair and dust. He's a magnet for these things. His favorite toys right now are cans in the bottom of the pantry. He loves to crawl there and play for awhile. He is happiest outside in the sunshine. He lives in a bucket hat nowadays and is fitting into 12 mo and 12-18 mo clothes. He weighs 21 pounds.
Loves all food and will eat anything we give him. Likes to sit anywhere and just watch Leeland play, dance and sing. Hates it when he sees mom leave a room. Must. Sneak. Away.
Loves to sing in church and dance and sing in the car. Loves to yell "grararararahhhhhhh" at Leeland. Lee is loud, so Thomas is loud too.
No teeth. No knee crawling. Lots of wiggle worm, Army Dan, pull-crawling and flip flopping all over the place. He pulls himself into standing in his crib and at Lee's trampoline. Pulls himself up onto the trampoline. Now the trampoline has become a hazard too, HA!
Likes to mimic sticking his tongue out, waving, silly breathing sounds, and many words.
Says Dada, ball, baba, hi, and some form of the name Leeland, and brother. We caught him singing the Ninja Turtle theme song. It's on video, otherwise no one would EVER believe that one. It was INSANE!
He's just a big ball of personality. He's soooooooooooo happy or soooooooooo angry. He's always, always, smiling, kicking his legs and talking. He's my little love bug.
Will gives kisses if you get in his face enough, but he mostly likes to full-open-hand push on faces that are in his face. He's my monster child!
Will gives kisses if you get in his face enough, but he mostly likes to full-open-hand push on faces that are in his face. He's my monster child!
LOVES when I read to him. Need to do that more. Loves his crib and is always flipping all over the place. Sleeps on his side rubbing the ties on a tie blanket a friend had made for us. MUST HAVE THIS BLANKET OR WILL NOT SLEEP.
Just this week FINALLY starting snuggling with us when we hold him and he's tired. He buries his head in the blanket and into your chest. Melts your heart.
LOVE HIM.. my tiny Augs, Thomas, Tom Tom.
Kels
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