He isn't walking yet but is happy to push his toys around at a good clip and can almost outrun the dogs with his crawling speed (at least he thinks he can). He crashes into walls, toys, fireplaces, piano stools (he's a bit of a dare devil- awesome for his anxious mom ;)), and for the most part, he's pretty tough and laughs and claps with me as we dust ourselves off and move onto the next adventure. That is, unless some unsuspecting visitor happens to move in to make too big of a deal over a non-injury and overly comforts our little thespian... then he pulls out his pretty impressive drama skills and starts reaching and crying (while strategically avoiding his mom, as she rolls her eyes- haha). He is so full of personality and so fun to hang out with each day. He's mastered going up and down the stairs, he eats all the time and we cannot keep enough fruit in the house for this little giant (I am at the grocery store at least 3-4 times a week for bananas, pears, and cantaloupe). He loves attention, especially from women, and can create quite a buzz at the Green Hills Kroger as I push a cart up and down the aisles with my total flirt of a child waving, smiling, and doing all that he can to get a smile in return. He has started dancing to music (or more bouncing and rocking back and forth on his knees), and when he hears a song he recognizes, he starts bouncing and laughing...(I'm seriously addicted to this kid's laugh, and as with any addiction, there isn't anything I won't do to get it...and if that means jumping around and singing along to "Call Me Maybe" in our kitchen, then so be it :)).
The dogs are getting used to the 7th member of of our family, and each morning, when the monitor lights up, I say "Let's go get the baby!" and four dogs thunder up the stairs and wait, tails wagging enthusiastically, for me to open the door. And sweet Nemo grabs his chew toy and runs downstairs when I say "nap time", since he is the one dog who can't control his (abnormally high volume) barking. Much to Gamer's displeasure, Carter has started to take a new level of interest in his furry family members... and he stops and looks at me before petting each one and waits as I say "gentle," and then he lightly pats the air, hardly touching them. But Gamer, being the high maintenance little diva she is, will leap up, totally offended by his touch...yet, she won't leave the room and instead jumps back and forth between the couch and the ottoman. She secretly loves the attention.
Birthday #1 with Mom and Dad
Birthday #2
And he was spoiled with more gifts! A chair from his godmother Becca, trucks and cars from his cousins, clothes from the grandmas, and lots more toys from his growing fan club :)
Mom and dad snuck out on a date night-- horibble movie choice, but the wine beforehand made it enjoyable anyway :)
Our independent, inquisitive, attention-seeking, fun-loving, wild, little man!
I love having a toddler.. LOVE it. Toddlers always intimidated me in the past...but now that I know one so well, I am fascinated by these itty bitty humans! We have yet to experience a tantrum or public meltdown though...so we'll see how I feel in a few months! At this point, I am still hanging out on cloud 9, spending my days with the coolest little guy in the world (or at least in our world :))!
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I cannot believe this little man is already a toddler. Time flies. Bring him back to Dallas soon so I can snuggle him and his cousins can "bug" him.
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