Happy St. Paddy's Day!

A Boy and His Dad

Moving on up!

Yesterday Grayden climbed the steps all by himself. The other day we shot some video of him climbing maybe 3 steps and I thought we'd have some time to practice this new skill to get it right. But Scott said that he just took off after the kitty and followed her up the steps. Of course we think he's a genius because the experts say they usually don't start to climb steps until they are about 12 months old. Whew! It's exhausting being the parent of a genius.

He likes it, he really likes it!

Since when can Grayden feed himself his entire dinner, and why didn't he tell me this before? I decided to lay out a whole buffet of food for Grayden to pick at to see what he'd eat. I normally always give him some toast or if I feel fancy French toast. Last night I laid out a lot more for him to choose from. There were carrots, broccoli, cauliflower, peas, beans & French toast. He ate nearly everything, except the peas only because they were hard for him to pick up. On top of that he kept eyeing my dinner and I had to feed him nearly all of my broccoli. Funny though, he really had no interest in the pasta I gave him. I still tried to give him some jarred food, but he really wasn’t that interested. Do you think he’s ready for a pork chop yet?

Floss daily

Grayden cut his first tooth last Friday night, it's on the bottom. He won't let me see it because he keeps sticking his tongue in the way. However, I stuck a finger in his mouth and felt it, he has also dug it into my shoulder, my chin and my clavicle, so I know it's very sharp. Unfortunately, it's so sharp that we think it's digging into the gums on top. He has been a little fussy, but if we give him a teething biscuit, a finger, or a cat's tail, he seems to be ok.

Speedy Gonzáles...

...might be The Fastest Mouse in all Mexico, but Grayden is the fastest baby in all Winsted. Now that Grayden can crawl he won't sit still. Yep, sure it's adorable, but my gosh he just won't quit. And along with his crawling he has now started to climb, scale is more like it. He pulls himself up onto things and clings precariously to them, then cries because he hasn't learned how to get down. One of his favorite activities is to climb onto his carseat so he can reach the blinds to slam them against the window sill. He also loves to pull himself up on the hall table (you know, the one with the pointy edges that stick out) and grab the basket and slam that against the wall, or pull it out onto himself. Great fun. He reminds me of a certain uncle I know.

Genius? You decide.

So we think that Grayden might be saying "mama and dada" and actually knows what they mean. He definitely can say them, but is he calling his bottle dada, and the kitty mama? Scott said that when he was sick the other day he kept crying "mama" I'd like to think that meant that he wanted me to comfort him, but he just as likely could have been calling the cat over to comfort him.

Huzzah!

It's official, Grayden is a big boy. He now can pull himself up and balance precariously against things. I saw him do it about a week or so ago, well, I didn't actually see him, I looked over and he was standing against the sofa to grab a toy. He then started pulling himself here and there over the weekend, but now that's all he does. He's starting to climb too, not just stand there. However, I think I see a little fear in his eye because he knows that his head is so giant that if he ever lets go then he will tumble over.