This guy. He thinks he is big. He is no longer accepting my baby food offerings. Or anything that has anything to do with being a baby: crawling, infant carrier, church nursery, etc. He just wants to be big.
The boy does not have a single tooth. I’m pretty sure he’s just gonna be toothless, because he does not need those teeth. He is eating everything. We have totally skipped the “chunkier purees” phase and jumped right to the “do you want a bite of this quesadilla?” phase.
Here are just a few of the things he has eaten recently: pizza, grilled cheese, grapes, strawberries, apple slices, turkey sandwich, taco soup, teriyaki meatballs, rice, quesadillas, bananas (I just hand him the whole thing. He rejects mushed up pieces), crackers, breakfast bars, pasta, and I could go on and on. And as far as crawling goes, he’s great at it, it gets him where he wants to go, but he would much prefer pulling up on something and standing there with the big people.His naps are still awesome. He takes 2. Morning nap from 9-10:30 and afternoon nap from 1-3. He loves his sleep sack, of course. And loves snuggling up against the bumpers. I think he uses them like a pillow.He is harassed daily by his big sister and still adores her.
We are working on kindness around here. I try to use Scripture to correct E rather than saying, “Don’t do that,” over and over, and there has been alot of Ephesians 4:32 lately. We have memorized the “Be kind to one another,” part of the verse and I am hoping that one day soon it will find lodging in her heart!
So that’s life at 9 months. Love this phase.