9 Months (the pictures)

After three frustrating attempts to publish the previous post with pictures, I have decided to just create a separate entry. Sorry for the overwhelming amount of pictures, I just couldn't help myself when it came to picking my favorites. I felt the pictures captured his personality better than my attempt to write about it. Here is our cute 9 month old!

9 Months

Owen is certainly starting to lose his baby look and starting to become our little boy. He seems to change every day, and we are continually amazed at the little things he picks up. Of course a few of our favorites are cataloged here for you.

We made a trip to the Dr. last week for Owen's 9 month appointment. Owen is now 29 inches long (75 percentile) and 18 lbs 15 oz (25 percentile). We should also note that our little one's head is measuring in the 75 percentile as well. As Luke puts it, he is tall and skinny with a big noggin, but, still cute as ever!

After he started crawling, Owen was pulling himself up on furniture within a week. Now he has absolutely no trouble walking around all of our furniture and pushing his toys, and the occasional pampers box, around the living room. He still doesn't have the courage to take that first step away from the furniture, but he seems pretty close. I am pretty sure he will be walking on his own before we know it, but I am not quite sure if I am ready.

Just this past weekend Grandma Bev taught Owen how to wave bye-bye. It is just so precious. We aren't sure he knows what it means since we ask him to wave bye-bye all the time, but it's still cute.

Lately Owen's favorite thing is to stick his tongue out, and while his tongue is out, well, he just goes ahead and licks anything close at hand. Who knew it would be so important to taste everything in the house before you form an opinion about it. While we are on the slobber subject, I should also mention he also enjoys spitting. It is amazing anything stays dry around here.

Our little man's first Mohawk!

He looks so tough

Thanks Aunt Bekah for your stellar styling skills

One of those days

Some days (and nights) are really hard. For instance, last night my little angle decided to wake up at 11 pm and stay awake until 2:30 am. To make it just a tad more challenging he cried for all but 30 minutes during that 3 and 1/2 hour marathon. As I watched the minutes pass by, I knew that I would be exhausted today. I kept holding onto the hope that maybe he would nap well since he slept terribly. Oh no. . . it has been one of those days. He skipped his morning nap (well cried through it), then I accidentally woke him during his afternoon nap. Believe me it was a very sad moment when I made a noise upstairs and then heard him start crying on the other side of the door. In all, he has slept for 30 minutes today. Needless to say, the kitchen is still a mess, the laundry is still folded in the baskets upstairs, and my sweet little guy has left a trail of toys through the living room. I am not sure how much of that will change before I crash tonight.

But . . . then there are moments like these

. . . and I find that the exhaustion and frustration just seem to melt away. I mean just look at that cute face!

* And yes, I took pictures today of my super cute boy instead of putting away the laundry :)