Nine Months Old

He's getting so big! I know, I say that every time, but seriously! We took Skeet to the doctor for his nine-month check up, and he weighed in at a whopping 25 pounds 5 ounces! He's also 30 inches tall: in the 93rd percentile in height and 95th in weight, so even though he's a big boy, at least he's proportionate! Skeet is doing so much now, crawling all over the place and getting into everything. But he can also just sit on the floor forever and just play with his toys. He has an electronic book sings and talks when you open it up. He opens it, and as soon as it gets to a certain point in the sentence he slams it shut. Then opens it, and shuts it...it's so funny to watch him. He pulls up on the couch, and just started cruising. I'm telling you, if he could he would be running! Still won't say "Mama", but definitely says "Tigger" (it's more like "GRRRR") when he sees his stuffed Tigger or our cat named Tigger. I forgot to mention that at the Frio, Kirk's dad and I were standing in front of Skeet, and I would say Mama and he would say PawPaw, and sure enough, after a couple of minutes, he popped his lips together a few times and said "PawPaw"! Kirk's dad looked at me and said, "Did you hear that?!" I did. And he said it 3 more times while he was looking at him. Little turkey! I'm okay though, because I know he knows who I am!

Frio River

On Sunday, June 13th, we left for our annual vacation to the Frio River in Concan, Texas. Kirk and I debated back and forth as to whether or not we would go, mainly because it's a six-hour car ride--on a good day. But Skeet was a trooper; he slept half the way there, was an angel in the restaurant at lunch, and smiled and talked to me the rest of the way. He was great: he slept every night, all night. We only had trouble with him one night going to bed because he took a late nap while Kirk and I floated the Frio (he stayed with Kirk's parents). We actually floated 3 days, and took Skeet down to the water one day to play. We can officially say he "floated the Frio": Kirk took him in one of our floats down some manmade chutes for about 100 yards. He absolutely loved it, as you can tell by his face in the picture. Hopefully we'll be able to take him all the way next year!

Swimming!

On May 24th, just three days after he turned 8 months old, we took Skeet swimming. He absolutely loved it! We put him in his froggy float and he kicked and laughed. When we'd take him out of it, he would try to put his face under water. Not yet!

8 Months Old

Eating out at IHOP

My little man is growing up so fast! There's so much to say; he's just all over the place. He's finally crawling on all fours, verses army-crawling on his belly. He is also adamant on pulling up on everything he can, even me. He pulls up onto the couch, lets go, and proceeds to turn around like he's going to walk. I swear, if he could run, he would! I don't think it will be long before Skeet is walking. Lord, help us all! On May 28th, he had been feeling bad for a couple of days, being fussy, rubbing his ear and the back of his head, and his eye was cruddy, so I took him to the doctor. He had an ear infection, and what looked like pink eye, but I don't think it was; it cleared up the next day. He's much better now!