We were at church Sunday and someone asked how old Caffrey was. I said he was almost 11 months, and Steven reminded me, "Hon, today is the 24th. He IS 11 months." I couldn't believe it! Time has really flown by with him. But the most exciting news (to me, anyway) is that we bought what will probably be the last carton of formula. Woohoo!
Well, I mentioned last month that Caffrey had finally figured out the whole crawling thing. I don't think he'll be a crawler much longer, though. He has jumped straight from needy, lazy baby to "I-want-to-do-everything-the-big-kids-are-doing-NOW" child! He pulls up on everything and even recently started climbing. On Saturday, he climbed into the laundry basket (full of clothes) and then used that to climb onto the ottoman and sit. He also loves to pull out drawers, and I'm wondering how long it takes before he discovers he can use them as stairs. Needless to say, we cannot leave him unattended anymore. Ever.
Since we don't have another doctor's appointment until next month, I can only estimate his size. He's still a little guy (probably still close to 20 pounds) and fits in his infant carrier without trouble, although he really doesn't like it anymore. I actually found another whole box of size 3 diapers, so we went back to those right after my last post, and I haven't had any problem with him outgrowing them yet. Most of his clothes now are 9-12 months minus a few of the cotton pants. I need to buy him more shorts and summer-y clothes because Keagan was in these sizes when it was colder.
There will be NO waiting until he turns one to get this hair cut, though. His Aunt Becky calls it Donald Trump hair, and one of our friends said the same thing. There can be NONE of that! We just haven't had time to get it cut yet, but it will happen soon. Very soon.
We have continued introducing finger foods, and so far he prefers hot dogs and carbs. Give him all the carbs! He's like his mommy in that way. He's a little finicky about pasta, though. Usually mac and cheese is okay, but not always. We tried pizza yesterday, and he ate a few bites before quitting. He's become a heavy drinker, though. He will ask for his bottle at every meal and will even start fussing if he sees someone else drinking, but he fortunately holds it on his own completely now.
Caffrey is such a chatterbox! He calls for me all the time, which is precious ("Maaaa-ma!"), and as I mentioned earlier he will ask for his "baba" (bottle). I think he tries to say thank you ("tss" with a head nod), and he calls for daddy ("dada") and brother ("bubba"). Papa swears he says "papa" too, but I haven't heard it for sure yet. Maybe when he's over there.
Caffrey has also had quite a few firsts this month (and not all good):
- crawled
- pulled up
- attempted his first steps (I missed this, but I'm sure I will see it soon)
- bloody nose (after falling on his face at the babysitter's)
- lost a nail (Keagan accidentally caught it when trying to close a door)
- started waving bye (of course, right now it is at himself)
- climbed stairs (I was right behind him, don't worry!)
- tried dog food (I thought I knocked it all out of his hands, but he was quicker than I thought)
- ate some grass (when you have an outdoor cookout, you can only prevent so much)
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So we need to child-proof our house again. We're already looking into baby gates that will work on our stairs, and we already have the latches for cabinets. I have all of the outlets covered already, so we're good there. And things that are breakable or dangerous have been moved from his reach. Good thing he's short!
You may not be surprised to hear that Keagan and I have nicknamed him "Wild Thing", and I think we've finally agreed that that's what kind of party he'll have next month. Speaking of which, I need to get to work planning it. I'm sorry you're a second child, Caff-man. But I did finally buy your baby book!
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