I'm a day late in posting here, but the pictures are from yesterday's Friday the 13th when Sammy turned 9 months old! Sam's personality has bloomed this month.
He pulls a lot of funny faces. He smiles at the camera. He hides himself to play peek-a-boo. He roared at Jack today while they were play-wrestling.
He grew three new teeth over the past month.
This is not a great picture below, but it captures a bit of his full-face grin. He squints and bares his teeth and it's so cute!
He still loves being in his bouncer. He jumps with his hands in the air, like a roller coaster thrill-seeker. He dances with his arms in time to music. He likes books. We read Goodnight Moon every night and he always stops on "Goodnight kittens" to pet them. He turns the pages too.
He shares his food and pacifier. His eating skills are a lot better after New York. We can let him sit and eat on his own at meals, instead of constantly managing his food for him. We've been doing signs and he might be starting to do them. It's hard to tell, but I think he has a proto-sign for "more" and "all done."
This photo session was super brief. He flailed, rolled, and lunged all over the bed. I can't leave him on the bed anymore. I used to put a pillow barricade and let him play up there while I exercised in the same room. When Jack was with him, I would take a quick shower. Now I can hardly have him on the bed while I hover over him. He fell off the sofa-bed in NYC and didn't learn his lesson. He will gladly plunge headfirst into the rock pile off our patio if I wasn't there holding him by the waist.
He's so close to crawling. He leans forward to get up on one foot and one knee. Sometimes he gets on all for and rocks. Andy day now he will figure it out.
My phone is the holy grail for him. I pulled it out to check a message, and the smiles were over. I had to hand him my phone to get more pics.
THE GLORY IS MINE!
I rarely let him touch it, because it goes in his mouth. Look at my flickr set for evidence.
Nine months and ready to take on the world.