I’m so long overdue with a baby update that I’ve completely forgotten what the Little Fox was like at five and six months. And seven, to be honest. Time is just going SO fast and he’s changing SO much. Having a baby is so bittersweet – I love watching him grow and change but it breaks my heart how fast we’re flying out of the baby stage. (Side note, all parents should read the book, If I Could Keep You Little. It’s precious). Since I can’t remember much of anything, we’ll just lump the last three months all together and start fresh. If I remember more stuff, I’ll come back and change it. And hopefully I’ll get our favorites added soon but don’t hold your breath.
Right now, Little Fox is absurdly mobile. Not sure how he does it. He flat-out refuses to sit up (actively works against it, actually) but does the baby-flop-and-roll all over the place. We’re about to have to put up the baby gates since he can’t be trusted. He flops everywhere and puts everything in his mouth. (He especially loves hunting for shoes to chew on and/or untie.) This baby is never still. Or quiet. (Sort of like another small boy I know…) He’s learned how to blow raspberries and make all sorts of very satisfying mouth sounds which he proudly shows off at every opportunity. His favorite word is Mama. I’m 100% sure he knows what he’s saying and I’m his favorite person. Husband says it’s baby babble. He’s completely wrong.
This dude is still ALWAYS happy. Except when he’s not, but it’s so rare it’s not worth mentioning. He has a big, slobbery, three-toothed smile for everyone. I predict we’re going to have our hands full with the class clown. I apologize in advance to his teachers and parents of the other kids in his future classes. This guy is content to be by himself and will entertain himself for hours but is also just a complete goofball. Not only is he always laughing, he makes everyone else always laugh with his antics. Like falling asleep with a bucket on his head or getting out of his high chair by sliding out the bottom of it.
So far we haven’t found anything he won’t eat – chicken fried steak, whole bowls of gravy, cereal, puffs by the costco carton, peas, tomato soup, spaghetti, graham crackers…. If it can be consumed by a human with only three teeth (which are all on the bottom), he will eat it. Even if it can’t really be consumed by a human with only three teeth, he’ll give it his best shot anyway. And we wonder why he’s in the 99th percentile for size and weight. (And head size, so we’re claiming there are lots of brains in there too.)
He’s still a champion traveler and we’ve hauled this baby back and forth across the country multiple times and he’s just as cool as ever. We make more stops for Dr. Pepper than we do for this kid. Having Saurus around is also helpful – best big brother ever and they entertain each other for hours and hours. It’s precious to listen to on long car rides. And all the time, really.
Just like any baby, we have our rough days where he decides to only nap for 45 minutes instead of 3 hours or when he’s sick or getting a tooth or just gets hungry every two hours throughout the night or wants to poop in your lap or spit up all over your last clean shirt on your way to a meeting. But we are so blessed to have had chill, hilarious, easy, healthy, awesome babies that even those rough days don’t seem so bad.
We love this sweet silly boy more and more every day!