Wednesday, October 26, 2016

EIGHT (months) is GREAT (except for the teething parts)!

Oh our sweet Noley Poley Pumpkin Pie!  By far, this month has gone the fastest!  I can't believe I'm telling people he is 8 months old now.  Here's some Noey-isms from the last month:
  • His love of baby food was so short lived!  He is now rejecting all things I put on his spoon in favor of anything that he can pick up himself and eat independently, including, but not limited to, all the leaf bits he finds on the floor.  Never mind that this leads to gagging or choking 60% of the time. 
  • I can't decide if he's a good sleeper or not.  He will sleep 11 hours straight through the night for 4, 5, 6, nights in a row, then go the same amount of time waking up once a night for a bottle.  I really have no idea if there is a pattern, or it's just part of the totally normal randomness of babies. 
  • He loves himself a good tunnel, or anything he deems a tunnel.  He loves to crawl through your legs, between furniture, and snakes around the dinning room chair legs. 
  • He gets down on his belly to chew doorstops. 
  • He is making a fool of our baby-proofing.  Three times I have caught him chewing on the safety plug you stick in an unused outlet.  How is he getting these things out?
  • He doesn't really seem the sort of kid who would need a lovey for naptime, or maybe it's just too early.  I did throw a little mouse stuffed animal in his crib, thinking maybe he would want to chew on it if his teeth hurt, but really it's just turned into an inside joke between me and Jon.  Nolan is crying in the middle of the night.  Jon: Oh, poor guy.  He probably just lost his mousey.  Nolan is crying before bed.  Jon: Well, did you give him his mousey?  Meanwhile, Nolan continues to show no interest in his [beloved] mousey.
  • Jon thinks Nolan's going to have what it takes to participate in crew some day.  When Nolan is really working hard he makes a "geh, geh, geh, geh" rhythm to which he matches his crawling. 
  • Maybe he will say Mama soon!  When he's getting fussy for a bottle or is hungry, he kinda screetchess "EHHHHHMAMA!"
  • He has not taken any steps yet, thank you Jesus, but is crawling and cruising all over our house!
 














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