nine months.

Ethan turned nine months old today. As we pulled out the last sheet of monthly onesie stickers, I felt a little meltdown on the horizon. There's no way that my baby can already be nine months old. (We'll just skip the part about my horror upon realizing that the 12 month Gerber onesie I was using no longer fit.) In three measly months, I'll have a one year old. That's all I'm going to say about the subject because, well, it's going to make me cry.

My little nine month old is very much on the go. He's mastered crawling at ridiculous speeds and stopping my heart a little bit each time he fearlessly pulls himself up onto...oh, everything. He's inquisitive and determined, not easily forgiving of anyone who tells him no. In addition to his physical feats, he's also accomplished this pout that is the perfect conglomerate of this does not make me happy and you will not get away with this. It's complete with fists balled at his sides and a perturbed little grunt. Life. It's so rough.

I'm going to pull the typical mom card and gush about how every little thing he does astounds me (because it does)...except for sleeping. This kid? He doesn't sleep. I'm convinced he simply doesn't require it. A thirty minute to an hour snooze in the middle of the day to recharge and he's ready to take on the world some more. I wish I could say the same about myself.

Ethan's favorite foods are still zucchini, pumpkin and avocado but he's starting to give other things a fair chance -- except sweet potatoes. I've recently begun introducing legumes into his diet and black beans? This kid loves black beans. We're working on introducing tiny finger foods and not pureeing his meals as thin. He's getting a little better at learning to pick pieces of food up and feed himself though we're still at the stage where he ends up wearing more than he actually swallowed.

As far as his statistics go, he weighed in yesterday at 22.8 pounds and 28 3/4 inches long. He's currently in a variety of 12-18 month clothing depending on the brand, although I did get him swim trunks in a 2T at Target the other day and they fit him perfectly. He's still saying dada (whatever, Ethan!) and has recently added dat to his repertoire when he sets his sight on something he wants to crawl to.

I'll try to refrain from laying the sentimentality on too thick, but it's completely blowing my mind how quickly time is carelessly flying by. These days all I want to do is snuggle Ethan and read stories (okay, and maybe nap) but he is simply on the go.

(Case in point. Enough, mom.)

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  1. Time really does fly! Ethan and Henry do sound so so alike. I really hope he starts sleeping for you, I know how terrible it is.

  2. Such a cutie pie! That's awesome that he loves black beans....a man after my own heart! Happy 9 months!

  3. I think this may be the first time I'm seeing his 1 month photo and holy cuteness! What an adorable newborn!

    Happy 9 months to your handsome little man. Soak it up even if he is on the run {crawl} :)


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