9 Months

Nine months means no shots at his appointment - yay! It also means our big boy is getting bigger. Dylan's now 28 1/4 inches and 19 1/2 lbs. The pediatrician was quite impressed with him. No longer do I feel like they're going to call CPS on me (which I felt when they were forcefully pushing breastfeeding and I was trying to express that as long as my child got what he needed, was happy and healthy, did it matter?). She even went so far as to say his language skills are advanced. He likes to jabber quite a bit; he had a conversation with Granddaddy on the phone today, although Dylan didn't really let Granddaddy get a word in.

He's also pulling himself up, trying to cruise around holding the furniture, feeding himself, drinking water from a sippy cup... okay so half the water comes back out as he spits it at us. He's started turning the pages of his books, even though it's not always in the right direction. And with a little bit of help, he's making good use of his Mickey plane. Pretty soon he won't need us to make sure he doesn't fall over. Now if only I could teach him to peel his own grapes...

"Ooo"

I thought "ooo" meant "light." And I think for awhile, it did. We'd go into the bathroom and he'd turn the light on and off, on and off, and he'd reach his little hands for the light, then the light switch, light, then lightswitch. Now, however, it means Dylan wants something (I think). I'm learning that it's anyone's best guess to understand baby talk but I'm giving it my best shot. We were walking through a store yesterday that had balloons hanging at the ends of the aisles. I ended up going up and down more aisles than I needed to, just to hear Dylan say "ooo" and watch his little arms reach up for the unreachable balloons. We had an incident previously when I was buying a birthday card... it involved a lot of screaming for the big balloon display, so I'm glad the balloons prompted a much cuter reaction this time.

First Words

Dylan started saying dada on Father's Day (how cool is that?!). Since then his vocabulary has grown some, mainly to "ooos" and "uhhs." But in the rare moment that Jeremy leaves the camera at home for me to use and I actually manage to use the camera, and have it on the right setting at the right time, AND manage to hit the right buttons, we get this: