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!
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