So anyway, enough of that. Back to writing about my Munchkin. Funny how the nickname I used for him all during my pregnancy hardly seems to fit now. Ian will be 10 months old tomorrow. In the last week, I have seen him do more things than I probably have in a month. Since last Saturday, he has not only figured out how to army crawl, but has become proficient enough at it that he can not only move around on the carpet, but the hardwoods as well. Batten down the hatches!
Then there's the babbling. REAL babbling. For a while, I thought that all my son was going to do was grunt and squeal. He would whisper cute little sounds when he was deep whatever he was doing, v's and th's mostly. Not the bababa's and gagaga's and definitely not the mamama's I thought he should be saying. But last night, I heard the most beautiful sound in the world. Little "baybay's" were coming from him. Tonight, I was serenaded by louder "baybay's" accompanied by spewing food and water. I don't know about you, but I'll take beefy cheesy spitty baybay any day of the week!
Since Ian was born, Jay and I have taken pictures each month of Ian next to the hedgehog Jay won for him while on his Physics Six Flags trip a couple days after Ian was born. I plan on eventually making a scrapbook page of every month of Ian's first year, but I couldn't wait. So here are pictures from a few days old, 6 months and 9 months. My Munchkin is quite the little boy!
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