Nine, Nine, You're So Fine

Holy Moly, baby boy!  Nine months?!  Has it really been nine months?  Now, more than ever, you have been showing us bits and pieces of what Harrison the "big boy" is going nto look like...and while I love seeing you change and grow, my heart is a little sad that we're leaving so many "baby" things behind. 

You're eating a combination of baby food and table food...but are quickly realizing that table food is much more fun!  I'm pretty sure that the mashed potatoes you ate the other night totally blew your mind.  Other recent favorites?  Peas, pears, chicken, noodles with sauce or "saucy spirals" as daddy calls them and yogurt melts.  And the great thing is...most of it actually ends up in your mouth!

You have a slight obsession with throwing things.  It all started with a simple game of "catch" with daddy.  Now you not only throw the ball, but also blocks, books, rattles, mommy's hands...basically anything that you can get your little mits on!

We'll find out your official 9 month weight at your appointment with Dr. Whitcomb on Monday...but for now I'll just refer to you as a little bit chubby.  You're big 'ol belly totally cracks me up!  Most of your clothes are a size 12 mo, but we've actually had to go above and beyond that for a few things! 

You're even starting to SIT like a big boy.  Gone are the days where you need wide-spread legs to help support your wobbly body...now you most content with your little feet crossed at the ankles.  So.Stinking.Cute.

One of the biggest "big boy" changes that's taken place this past months is your increased mobility.  You aren't officially crawling (though you can get up on your hands and knees) but you still get around with relative ease.  You roll across the floor in the blink of an eye and can spin yourself around 360 degrees with no problem.  I have a feeling that life is about to get a whole lot busier in the Ritchie house!

I left the room for 30 seconds and came back to find him under a basket and diapers everywhere.  He looks pretty proud of himself, huh?!

The transition to toddler-hood is looming near...and while a part of me is fighting it, my heart is happy to see our healthy little boy thriving, growing and learning new things.  Matt and I are about to venture into territory that we never experienced with Charlotte, despite the fact that she was older than him...that's definitely hard to swallow.  From here on out we're flying by the seat of our pants, soaking in each milestone and welcoming a whole world of "new."

Happy 9 months baby boy!