All I want for Christmas…

Are my two front teeth.

Wait, even my 9 month old can’t say that.

Yes, you heard me correctly.  Wyatt turned NINE months old the day after Christmas.

I’m still a little shocked.  It’s hard to believe we’re already 3/4s of the way through his first year.  I mean, it is and it isn’t.  A lot has happened since his birth, which makes March almost seem like a decade ago, but it’s gone by quickly.  Make sense?  To use a great quote: “The days go slowly but the years go fast.”  Each day has felt long, some longer than others, but the year as a whole slipped away.

Anyway, babies grow up too fast.  I do know how cliche that is, but it doesn’t make it any less true.  I know Wyatt’s one year birthday is going to be here before I know it and it makes me both happy and a little sad.

It’s such a joy watching this little dude turn into more of a kid and less of a baby, though.  Every day, his vibrant personality, comes out a little more.  He’s so full of joy most of the time.  Even when he’s not feeling great, he can usually find a smile.  He loves food, so the smiles are even more plentiful when sitting in his high chair.

He’s starting to play more.  He loves his big brother and it’s obvious he longs to run with him.  At the same time, he doesn’t seem too concerned with getting around on his own.  He’ll pull himself across the floor with his arms for a minute or two before he makes his way over to me and whines for me to pick him up.

Maybe he’s just realistic.

He knows there’s no way he can keep up with his brother so he uses me to do it for him.  He’s not crawling and he doesn’t really seem interested, which is so different from his brother, who was pulling himself across the floor at 6 or 7 months and crawling at full speed by 9 months.  There’s no questions we have two different kids, even if they do look more alike each day.

Want to hear something crazy?  I’ve had two people ask if they were twins.  Granted, they were in the double stroller both times and one of the times they had on matching hats, but still.  You know your 9 month old baby’s large when people even consider he might be your three year old’s twin.  I think maybe they both need their eyesight checked, but still.

That’s about all I have to report for this month.  Now for some more pictures: