9 months

henry turned 9 month old yesterday, and because work has been so busy this week and joey was out of town, h and i were up before the sun for a quick photo shoot before we had to rush off to daycare + work. he tried to tell me his morning cow licks were out of control, but i couldn't see them in the poorly lit living room, nor did i really care. so here we have it. my very tired boy, up before dawn for his 9 month shoot.

this month, hucka:

1. grew two whole bottom teeth!

2. moved from alexandria to arlington, and he loves his new room!

3. does not even pretend to be interested in crawling, or scooting, or moving in any way other than in the arms of another or incessantly rolling about - he would roll to africa before he entertained the preposterous idea of crawling.

4. continued to perfect his fully supported standing position. and now he likes to spice things up with lots of bouncing and one handed table holds to make his mother's heart shoot straight out her throat in fear that he will crack his head open on the edge of whatever hard object he's standing near or on.

5. slept through the night the entire time his mother was away, and jumped back into the every-other-night wake-up routine on precisely the day she returned. angel, that one.

6. surpassed his mother's nutritional maturity level and started eating meat! spaghetti with meat sauce? chicken noodle soup? his daycare provider will steal his heart right from my grasp if i keep up our pathetic regimen of hummus and apple sauce around here.

in case you care to reminisce... 1 month, 2 months, 3 months, 4 months, 5 months, 6 months, 7 months, and 8 months.