How cute is this guy?
Really. It’s just about too much to handle.
He’s just about the happiest baby around.
And, perhaps the chubbiest. Our scale at home puts him at 19 pounds. He’s starting to bust out of his 9 month clothes.
Kellan is our big, strong baby. He likes standing (with our help, obviously), makes good use of the jumperoo and can sit up with minimal support. He grabs everything within reach and crams whatever he finds into his mouth. The boy is constantly chewing and drooling. It’s very messy in our world.
He’s a big boy in his own high chair and everything. We’ve introduced solids, but he’s not really convinced that they are better than milk. So, we’re going slowly. Too slowly for mommy’s taste, quite frankly. You see, the boy still wakes 2-5 times at night for a snack. Kellan’s still sleeping in a crib in our room, but we’re hoping to move him upstairs soon. Maybe that will help him sleep through the night. No more of daddy’s snoring and mommy’s coughing.
The new baby absolutely adores the old baby. And, generally, the big brother loves his little brother. Generally.
Liam, being 2, doesn’t really do anything consistently. He’s even more erratic than me and, as anyone who knows me will attest, that is saying something. The boy is very clever and routinely outwits mommy and daddy. He is also very into imaginative play. Dinosaurs, robots, blocks, trains and trucks are his toys of choice. There is always a mommy and a daddy and at least one baby, sometimes two. It’s really interesting to watch. He loves building towers just to smash them to the ground. His energy is scary. He never seems to run out. Usually he’s like a tornado in the house, systematically emptying bookcases and toy bins just to make a mess.
Dangerously cute though, so he gets away with it.
Mommy and daddy are living on caffeine. Hopefully we’ll get some sleep soon. Until then, we’ll just keep on keeping on.
PS. Photos are all from the Droid X. How did I live without this phone?