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January 4, 2009
9 months
I'm so freaking far behind.
Owen turned 9 months on December 22, and I took him for his well check the next day. He weighed in at 29.4 pounds, 27.5 inches tall, which makes him a large petite. Poor guy has gone from "Wow, what a big boy!" to "Man, I hope he grows into that butt!" Otherwise, all's good. Apparently, his ability to say "Mamama" to no one and everyone is quite advanced!
He's turned into quite the little Godzilla around here. No surface stays covered for long, he strips eveything within arm's reach right to the floor, and his arms are amazingly long! He's just figured out that the kitchen cabinets open, which means my kitchen is about to become a mine field. He hates to be out of sight of me, and screams when I leave the room, and then cries pitifully and tries to follow me around. He climbs, he pushes things in front of him as he walks, he holds things out to hand them to us (and then usually won't let them go), he claps, he squints when he sees the orange light on the camera that means it's going to flash, and sometimes, when I'm really lucky, he'll raise both hands over his head when I say "Tada!"
Posted by me at January 4, 2009 8:20 PM