Sunday, August 16, 2009

Here we are out at the Lake of the Ozarks, for the Smith Family Reunion (Andrew's grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary!!), and we're having a blast! Our little guy was quite the trooper, remaining in fairly good spirits through all of the celebrating. Of course, having any number of loving relatives on hand to hold, comfort and FEED HIM CHEERIOS probably helped too!!!

Jake crawls a lot more on his hands and knees now, using his army-crawl for when he has to get someplace fast. He loves scooching off quickly, and then throwing a "come hither" look over one shoulder, in the hopes that Daddy will come "chasing" after him. If Andrew obliges, Jake squeals and slithers off. Cutest thing ever.

He's pulling himself up like a champ now, and occasionally even letting go to clap for himself, or grab for something- he can stand unsupported now for a few seconds at a time. This evening he let go of the coffee table and slammed his face into it on the way down, splitting open his lip. He cried a lot, but was quickly distracted with ice to suck on and some cheerios. Notice a pattern? This little boy loves to eat!

He'll also get up on his hands and feet, and push his bum straight up in the air. I think it's only a short time before he's standing on his own. When he does things like this, I get a little weepy. Some days it's hard to believe that he's only been with us 9.5 months... other days it seems like yesterday that I was pregnant with him. I CAN NOT believe how much he's grown and matured in the last few months. Just to see him playing with a cup and a ball, and knowing that the ball can go into the cup, is so amazing. It's so hard to remember that 2 months ago he didn't understand "inside" and scale and whatnot, and now he's putting those two things together.

Still no real words yet, although there's been a few amusing possibilities (he pointed to a water gun this week and said "gun" but since "gun", "dah", "dun" and "ma" are his favorite 'words', I'm not making too much of it). I'm determined to teach him "duck", and yesterday when I showed him a green rubber ducky, he said "duuuh", so I think that's a positive sign. This morning Andrew carried him into the bedroom and said "Show mommy the fan" and he pointed right to the ceiling. Not surprising considering he seems to be obsessed with fans (two weeks ago at home he had a hard time napping, and Andrew told me it was because he was scared of the little fan we'd just turned on. I asked him how he knew and he said to Jake, "Show Mommy what you're scared of" and he pointed right to the fan.).

He constantly amazes me. I sure do love the little dude.

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