adam on January 17th, 2010

Today is Reed’s 9-month birthday!

Since the last time meredith updated this blog, Reed has crossed a whole bunch of milestones.

He’s learned to crawl properly, a skill he’s using to maximal effect.

He’s also learned to then stand up well (with help), and pull up on just about any object in the house. Which has led to cruising, something he learned in a matter of a week or two. And he’s become ridiculously strong — he can easily move the chairs in the dining room on his own, and pick up his baby bath, which he loves to fling on the hardwood floors. The loud CRASH is intoxicating to him… Mommy and Daddy can live without it.

Our Big Boy!

Remorseless Eating Machine

After an extensive baby-proofing effort, Reed owns the entire top floor of the house. He criss-crosses the place dozens of times a day, usually ending up in the kitchen, where he loves to open cabinets and rummage through the contents inside.

His energy level is off the charts, and we have no idea where this comes from. According to my mother, i was more of a sit-around-and-stuff-my-face kind of baby, and Meredith was also a rather low-action infant as well. So he is truly his own man.

Just this past week, he’s gotten much better about feeding himself finger-food, and we’ve started to let him eat some adult food with us at dinner. He is gastronomically brave, and will eat just about anything placed in front of him (except prunes). A proper trencherman, he’s ballooned to 19+ pounds, and has the cutest beer belly i’ve ever seen.

Finally, he’s gotten really chatty this month. His favorite word so far (much to Meredith’s horror) is “dada”, but I’m certain he has no idea what it means — everything and everyone is “dada”. Sometimes he’ll just sit in his crib and carry on a conversation with himself for a half-hour or more, and dada will figure prominently in the monologue.

Meredith’s brother Scott is coming to visit with his fiance Miriam in the next couple of weeks, and I think he’s going to be shocked when he sees Reed. The last time he visited (over the summer), Reed was more like a doll. He would just sort of sit there in your arms and not do too much. Now he’s a full-fledged little boy who is more likely to flash you a devilish grin & jump on top of you than sit still and be cradled.

Through it all he remains incredibly lovable and adorable. His mother and I are very fortunate to have him in our lives!

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