Paul is quite a walker. Here Paul is expending the last of his energy, just before bed time.
In this video, Paul’s showing off how he can walk to me (with help….).
I can roar like a lion!
I also like to copy sneezes. They are so funny! Also, sometimes, Mommy uses this really loud thing in the kitchen and I try to copy that sound. Mommy thinks I am funny when I do that!
I like to read books. I don’t always like to listen when Mommy reads them. She takes too long. I just want to turn to the next page and she’s always stopping me.
No, I like to read books all by myself. Then I can turn the pages as quickly as I want.
Mommy says the book is upside down. But I don’t care. The pages turn just as well this way!
Hey! Guess what! I got my sixth tooth this weekend. It still hurts a lot. But I can bite in to just about everything and it’s lots of fun.
I’m a big boy now. I drink bottles and I try to feed myself my own food. I don’t want Mommy to help me. I like to be my own man.
I can walk around the couch. Then I reach everything that Mommy puts on the table that she doesn’t want me to reach. If something is in the corner of the room, I can crawl and squirm to reach it. Nothing is out of reach anymore! YEAY!
Here’s a picture of me with Mommy last week.
Mommy says she took this picture herself, so please ignore her messy hair and the weird perspective. But I don’t care if her hair is messy. I love her!
Paul is almost completely weaned. I decided to start last Tuesday night because his five-tooth biting was bloody and it was not fun. (He did it again Thursday and my decision was reinforced.) I was going to go slowly (i.e., eliminate one feed a day for a week and then eliminate the next feed for a week, etc.; I’m only giving four feeds anyway), but I think my body is ready to wean because as soon as I cut one feed, I was out of supply for two feeds. That makes me think that my supply has been low for a while and Paul’s biting was a way of saying, “I’m still hungry, and there’s nothing else here!” Now I’m giving him one feed a day (one week later!), and it also will soon be gone. Paul also seems ready. He likes the bottle and gets excited when I’m preparing it. He knows he is separate from me now, and I think holding the bottle himself is more fun than special cuddles with Mommy. *Gasp!*
I’m sad that the special baby cuddle moments will be gone, but Paul is obviously eager to be a bigger boy now. Sigh. Nine months has gone so quickly!
We of course didn’t have a holiday this weekend, but Saturday was a lovely winter day: about 55 degrees and sunny! Daddy was able to get away from his weekend work for an hour midday, so we took a family walk up to the park. Paul went on a swing for the first time!
I also took him down the slide. He wasn’t very impressed. By the walk home, he was tuckered out.
It was a delightful day!
P.S. Paul is nine months old today!
I made a fun tunnel for Paul to crawl through out of the foam alphabet letters. I was excited for Paul to crawl through it. He didn’t really get the point.
At least I had fun!