Friday, September 22, 2000

You had your nine-month checkup on Wednesday with no shots.  Happy day for you!  You now weigh 22 pounds and you are 29 ½” tall.  You are in the 100th percentile in everything, which is good because you are growing proportionally, but you are going to be tall.  I wouldn’t mind knowing what that’s like.

You don’t always laugh a lot, and we have to work with you sometimes just to get a little bit of a laugh out of you.  But, one morning I was in the kitchen eating breakfast and suddenly hear you laughing.  I peak through the opening between the kitchen and the living room so that I don’t distract you and watch as you laugh at a tv show.  It was some silly hand puppets blowing bubbles and you thought they were pretty funny.  They must have been to get you to laugh.

The weather has changed dramatically in the last couple of days.  It was so nice for so long and then suddenly the cold air came rushing in.  We are supposed to even have snow in the mountains this weekend.  The trees are beautiful colors of reds, oranges and yellows right now but that probably won’t last very long.

You have learned the cutest little dance where you shake your head and shoulders and arms.  While you eat in the kitchen I turn on the radio–it’s been classical music lately–and you just start moving to the beat.  You smile at me as we both dance away.

I am trying to teach you how to sit up from a laying down position.  You have done it on your own a couple of times but you’re still learning.  You still scoot backwards or roll around the floor but you haven’t gotten into crawling yet.  That’s fine by me.  We did buy a pack n' play, and I take it with us in the morning over to the clubhouse for you to play in while I work out.  You actually are much happier in it than when I put you on the floor.  It’s a lot for me to take over just to work out, but it’s worth it for me to get the exercise.

You are becoming quite a screamer.  You don’t understand the concept of whisper but can express yourself with quite a vocal range.  Not wonderful, especially when you do it in church.  I hope it is just a stage of development and exploration and that you will grow out of wanting to do it so often.  I try not to call Daddy too loudly when I am in a different part of the house than him because you seem to take great interest in what I am doing.  You can be such a stinker at times.