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Andrew turned 9 months this weekend -- I can't believe it! He is starting to look more and more like a toddler, especially with his 6 teeth. He enjoys standing more than ever and can toddle a few steps while holding our hands. That's the extent of his mobility, however, much to his frustration. He grabs and dives for everything in sight, so once he does start moving independently I think we're in trouble.
He loves taking his socks off, as you see here. Animal noises read from Sandra Boynton books make him giggle. He loves to bend over backward and look at things upside-down. He enjoys playing with his little plastic blocks and his Fisher Price stackable rings. He will also bop his head and making other dancing motions when we play him music.
Andrew prefers to feed himself finger food more than being spoon fed baby food lately, so I just bought one of those mesh food bag thingies, which always struck me as so gross. But I am tired of having carrots spit at me. At lunch today I actually wore an apron.
Lastly, at 9 months his hair still shows no sign of laying flat.
Andrew's lobster costume is--Greg's brothers will not be surprised to learn--a Simpsons reference. After months of having our eyes, ears, lips, etc clawed at, Andrew earned the nickname Pinchy. "Yarr, someone's been coddling him." So when time came to choose a costume for Halloween, a lobster seemed quite appropriate. "Pinchy would have wanted it that way." Undignified maybe, but also cute as hell.
Nonetheless, he doesn't seem too upset about his lot.
On Friday at daycare (a.k.a. "a small academy for lobsters"), Andrew was part of a parade to entertain the elderly nuns in the adjacent nursing home. By all accounts, he was well received. Luckily not a single nun was pinched!
