At Nine Months (and a few days)
January's frosty windchills bring Henry's ninth month birthday!
Our little Hal Pal is the proud owner of two tiny bottom teeth, a late gift from Jolly Ol' St. Nicholas on the Third Day of Christmas ... Thank goodness, because I don't know what we would have done with three French Hens!
He's using those new chompers on lots of new foods, of course. But, Henry's love of carrots, squash, and sweet potatoes is still obviously apparent in his skin's orange tint.
He's also sharing his thoughts and ideas with us with quite a bit of baby babble. Perhaps to compete with his sister's interruptions and rambling tales of her day, he has taken to emitting a loud, high-pitched shriek whenever he feels that his voice isn't being heard. Just last night, though, he crawled to me saying, "Mammamamamamamaaa." Sweet.
He's working on pulling himself to stand alot, and has successfully mastered climbing two stairs (after two steps I think he looks down and gets a little nervous about being up so high). And he still doesn't really like to crawl on the tile, and consistently does a sort of push-up move with only his hands and feet touching the floor when he gets stuck in the bathroom or in the kitchen.
He's still our best sleeper, sleeping for about twelve hours at nighttime!