
My son used to be a baby. Now he's almost like a real person or something. Now he can stand up. Like, on his own and everything.
He also talks. Did I mention that? Did I mention that when he comes over to you he does this weird little proto-wave and says "Hi"? He can also walk. He may not know it yet, but oh yeah. He can. He just thinks too much. I'd like to tell him it's like hitting a baseball or driving a stick shift, that if you think too much you'll whiff it or stall, but I don't think he'd quite get the analogy.
Oh, and he has hair now. Long, curly, red wisps of it. No more bald baby jokes for this kid. No more denying that he has more hair than his old man.
And a week and a half from now he's going to be a year old. How the hell did that happen?
He is absolutely the cutest, most handsome little man I've ever seen (ok, since all my brothers were handsome cute little men)...good going! :)
Posted by: Auntie M | 07 November 2007 at 05:10 PM
I love that early walker/diaper butt waddle! Those first three years are so intense, watching those "real people" emerge from babies.
Posted by: henitsirk | 07 November 2007 at 06:31 PM
I'm constantly amazed at how quickly babies go from baby to person, and how much of that perception is tied, in me anyway, to visual cues: standing up, their lengthening faces, etc. Talking seals the deal somehow.
Posted by: Papa Bradstein | 07 November 2007 at 09:13 PM
I can't believe it either.
He needs to slow down a bit more. Or at least ask for permission or something before growing and learning BIG BOY stuff.
Sheesh.
Posted by: samantha Jo Campen | 08 November 2007 at 07:10 PM
Is that a skunk he's holding? When he squeezes it, does it blow poofs of skunk odor? That would be so cool.
He's amazingly cute. It kinda helps when they're growning up so fast.
Posted by: mrs t | 12 November 2007 at 06:41 AM