Wednesday, March 28, 2012

9 Months In, 9 Months Out

I stole that title from a friend.  I just think it is so profound (to me, at least) when thinking about the time pregnant versus having Pax out here with us.  Life, of course, feels so very different now.  In a wonderfully blessed, busy, joyous, chaotic, playful, loud, messy way.

Paxton is now a little over 9 months.  He had his well check recently, and I was surprised that his stats showed him to be about 50% in height and weight.  My impression was that he was a big guy, but at this point in time he is pretty average.  His previous stats were more like 90%.

Height: 28.6 inches (50-60%)
Weight: 20 lb 3.5 oz (40-50%)
Head Circumference: 45.5 cm (52%)

He is crawling, cruising, and will walk with his dino walker.  He's commonly found clutching a stray sock he picked up from the floor...his own, Everett's, Mom's, Dad's, it doesn't matter.  He'll eat anything he can get his hands on.  He especially loves pebbles, food Everett has dropped, wood chips at the playground, leaves, catfood, etc.  *sigh*  I do a fairly good job of keeping non-food items out of his mouth, but he definitely tries hard and succeeds on occasion.  As far as actual FOOD, he is doing well with mushy finger foods, but only has one tooth so far, so is quite limited as far as table food.  He recently started signing "more", which he likes to use at meals as he requires more, more, MORE!!!  That would be a main reason I thought his weight would be a higher percentile.  That and those juicy, juicy thighs.  Haha!

He continues in his cranial band, and we expect another month and a half or so in it.  It has done wonders, and I now fully and enthusiastically endorse them if anyone asks. 

Pax babbles a bit, but overall is much quieter than his brother was.  At times he goes all out noisy with squeals and babbling, but for the most part he observes and talks just a bit.  No discernible words yet.

Yesterday in the car Everett and Paxton were laughing hysterically at/with each other for no reason other than they are brothers, and they exchanged a few looks.  It was awesome and reminded me of when my sister and I could make each other crack up with a simple look.  They are starting to have more fun together.  I'm looking forward to seeing them play together when Pax starts walking soon.  Should be a riot.

"Blue Steel"

Friday, March 9, 2012

Food Fun and Other Updates

Pax had a blast shaking this maraca at the Children's Museum.

My new favorite picture.  Everett wanted to go down the slide "togever".

I went for a run with my friend Mary, and her two girls.  Everett and Natalie hit it off immediately.

Sweet Rachel, Pax only seems disinterested because the seat is pushing his helmet forward.  Or perhaps he was playing it cool.  Or falling asleep.

Sucking off the top of the broccoli.

"This is GOOD, Mom!"  Music to my ears.

More bwocky pwease!

Singing into the broccoli?  Haha!

Eric's ogre bedtime story to Ev last night was that it was the ogre's birthday.  Everett decided he had a cereal cake, so today we made rice crispy treats and sang happy birthday to the ogre.  Haha!  What fun.

This felt so sneaky.  Because it was.  Everett gets so mad when Paxton steals his straw cup.  Well, today Paxton not only figured out how to use his own sippy cup but proved proficient at Everett's straw cup of juice.  Ev was none the wiser while I giggled inside.

My Cute Little Blueberry

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Pax's BBQ Initiation

Well, it looks my days of a family full of large quantity meat-eating boys is here.  Paxton has FINALLY started sprouting his first tooth, which means REAL FOOD!!!  I've jumped the gun a bit and offered him his first BBQ the other day.  He loved it.  He had turkey, potato salad, beans, and bread, and he was happy as a clam.  :)  Everett regularly eats his weight in Rudy's turkey and potato salad, so we're going to go broke pretty soon. 

Paxton was a little more calm with the bottle of sauce than Everett was on his first visit, but he was still plenty excited to be there.  Here are both of their first-day-at-Rudy's pictures.  We might be a little crazy about BBQ, I realize.  One of Everett's first three syllable words was ba-ba-cuuuue.  :)