His words are still limited to "Mama," "Dada" and sometimes "Ha" ("Hi"). He also blows kisses and gives big, lengthy open-mouthed kisses while staring into your eyes from an inch away. He waves, although the waving is more and more looking like the sign for 'milk.' Speaking of signs, he does 'more' pretty consistently. Although he also just bangs his hands on the table when he wants more.
He went through a period of not eating much while he was sick, but is doing better now. His favorite things to eat are pear spears and banana pieces, but he eats almost everything that we eat now. The folks at daycare say he loves mashed potatoes and crackers. (He likes to carb up.) And soup. Our little old man loves soup.
Sleep's about the same. He goes to bed at 7 and will often wake at 5 and sleep again until 6:30 or so after eating. Sometimes he'll sleep a little longer, but then he might not go back to sleep. There's nothing like nursing a baby boy at 5:30 AM, head tipped back and eyes closed to try to maintain that sleepy feeling, only to feel a baby hand slowly creep up your face and fingers into your nose. You open your eyes and look down at a baby with eyes wide open and a big smile on his face.
He's got 8 teeth now. Three on the bottom, one of which just poked through. Four on the top, one of which is new. He's been so lobsided for over a month now, with three teeth showing every time he smiles.
He took his first steps! We just happened to be FaceTiming with my In-Loves at the time and he let go of the couch and took 4 or 5 steps to his daddy! It was so exciting, and he smiled at us as we celebrated. Since then, we've gotten him to take some steps in between us, and I got to show off his moves in front of his teachers today. But his very favorite activity is still walking around the house while holding onto my fingers for support. Seriously, some days it feels like we've walked miles in circles around our house.
We can't really tell what color his eyes are. They seem mostly gray with some brown in them. They're probably on their way to being completely brown, but who knows?
He's definitely going through some attachment/separation anxiety/mommy phase stuff. When he's home, he desperately wants to be held by me, walking around holding my finger or playing next to me while I'm on the floor. He also started fussing when I dropped him off at school (which he never did before). I mean, it's cute and all, but I'm looking forward to a time when cooking dinner does not involve a heavy baby on my hip and/or crying baby on the floor, pulling on my pants, desperately trying to get me to pick him up.
He really is such a sweet little guy, and he's becoming such good friends with June. June always wants to play with whatever Bennett's playing with, even if it's the most boring thing ever.
"But I wanted to play with those four blocks by knocking them over!!"
"June, you can play with literally any other toy in this house right now, and you have lots of cool ones to choose from."
But she also has a sense for when he's about to start crying or fussing, and she has a few things she'll try (all on her own) to prevent it. One is making this loud, sudden exclamations. It usually startles him and then he laughs. Or she'll read him a book called "Peek-a-Who?" Her standard go-to when we're in the kitchen is to take out some bowls and wooden spoons and tauntingly start banging on them. That one gets him every time.
Bennett: A sucker for kitchenware
Less than a month until his first birthday!