Today Isaac officially turned nine months old. As Glen said, he's now been outside my belly as long as he was inside it. (well, maybe not quite, but close.) What a funny and slightly strange thought. But what else can you expect from Glen?
Arm over the eyes: It's like watching my dad sleep.
New Isaac habits that we're enjoying these days:
He's perfecting the art of the pincer grasp (between the thumb and forefinger), which means he's getting a lot more finger food on his tray these days. We have fun watching him concentrate on new things to eat, and it's sure become a handy way to shut him up. I mean . . . uh . . . I would never say that . . . I try to keep the feeding-to-keep-quiet to a minimum, because I don't want a Dudley Dursley on my hands, but by the end of day, I'm ready to keep him reaching for food all the time so he won't whine anymore.
Quack, quack, quack!
Cute laughing fella
He loves those rings. Best. Purchase. Ever.
He babbles quite a bit (when in a good mood, at least), and every time he discovers a new sound, he loves to try it out, and I'm happy to encourage it. Some of my favorite moments these days are when we have "conversations" with each other. The other day he said "mama" and it almost sounded deliberate! I know it wasn't, and he just happened to make that sound a couple times in succession, but even to hear it by accident just melted my heart. I'm so excited to hear him say it "for rills".
He doesn't "talk" as well with the camera on, but here's a little example of babbling.
He also continues to make baby steps toward crawling. He can turn himself well, and is very successful in pushing himself backwards, but we're still working on getting him to move forward in any way. The last couple of days, though, he's been getting up on his knees, which is pretty new. Glen occasionally would try and "help" him do that in the last month and he would get really upset, so it's great to see him jump up to his knees on his own. He likes to be on his hands and knees and rock back and forth. What a hoot. Now we just need him to be confident enough to lift his hands off the floor at the same time and he'll be moving!
Sure, Dad's paying attention to General Conference . . .
An afternoon he wouldn't put himself to sleep. As my mom says, how can you be mad at this face?
There still are plenty of times that he doesn't want to put himself to sleep, but he is falling asleep on his own more often and faster these days, which is awesome. I know I should have started training him to do so earlier, but hey . . . I'm new at this.
Maybe he won't end up under the chair all the time once he learns to go forward.
Possible professions for Isaac based on his current habits:
I know my life has become The Isaac Show, but I'd rather write about him than work. And Glen being gone for two and a half weeks last month.
"What we call 'Progress' is the exchange of one nuisance for another nuisance." -Havelock Ellis