Catching up.

Ok, its been a while (again) since I posted anything about the little one.  I keep thinking that I am busy, that I will do it tomorrow, then tomorrow turns into two months, and still there is nothing.  So, here goes:

Grayson turned 10 months old yesterday.  Yikes!  I can’t believe how fast this has all gone.  I think he is in the upper 17 pound range at this point.  Wearing size 3 diapers when he isn’t in his cloth.  He crawls at lightning speed around the whole house, scales over us like he is going to climb Mount Everest before he turns 16, and is cruising along the bed, cupboards, chairs, and between our pant legs like he was born to do so.  Among other things, he has started waving, enjoys playing peek-a-boo, tilts his head from side to side just so he can get you to mimic him, and has started to place things in cups (or the bathtub).  He is still not saying ‘da da’ or ‘ma ma’ like his doctor would like him to, but he squeals and hollers all of the time.

I love that he goes to bed at 7:30 without a fight, takes his naps like a man, and sleeps until morning.  That is our saving grace.

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This past weekend my grandparents, Graysons great grandparents, were in town and we were lucky enough (since I am not working) to be able to see them for the three days they were here.  I know that they enjoyed being able to spend that time with him, and I enjoyed being able to visit and talk with them.  All in all, it was a whole lot of fun.  Great grandpa Mitchell even got to babysit the little buggar for 15 minutes when I took Dean to pick up his car!  True to form, Grayson was entertaining and happy for him.  Such a little sport.

We are very lucky that his content attitude is still going strong.  He has become slightly more clingy – getting a little bit of separation anxiety – but we were prepared for that from his Doctor at our last visit there.  Hopefully it doesn’t get any worse (it really is not bad right now) because I love that he is so easy to take care of and that he doesn’t seem to know a stranger.

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We went on our first trip to the grocery store this week without his pumpkin seat.  We had to switch him out of it as he was getting a little too tall.  And, though it was nice to be able to carry him around, he was getting a tad bit heavy in that thing too!  I was worried that he would climb out of the cart, or throw a little fit because he was constrained, but he did wonderfully.  The trip took forever and he kept it together the whole time.  (we pretty much had to get everything – the last time that I went to the store was at least 5 weeks ago, yikes)

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Pretty much, our little babe is all boy.  He enjoys playing with his toys for approximately 20 minutes a day, and the rest of the time he is on the move.  Moving, exploring, moving, banging pan lids, chasing the dog, screeching, climbing, trying to eat dirt, trying to eat chalk, trying to eat my face, smiling, laughing, and having fun.  Just the way I want it.

~ by rottenrott on 07.17.2009.