Wow. We're less than two weeks away from Sammy's first birthday.
He is just amazing.
He's cruising like a champ, though no real desire to walk on his own yet. He stacks blocks, puts things inside other things, makes the motion for "choo choo" and "pinch pinch" (crab), barks when asked what noise a dog makes - and occasionally meows for the cats, too. He dances a LOT, and does all the motions to the Wiggles' "Hot Potato".
He is insanely active - part of the reason, they believe, that he wasn't gaining any weight. He just does not stop! He crawls up AND down steps and climbs up on everything! He's really quite bright - and I'm not just saying that because I'm his mother. ;-) He says a few words - mama, dada, done, koom (vacuum), more and ba (ball or bottle). He also does the sign for "more" - we're working on "please" and "thank you" as well.
He loves the bath still, though freaks out in elevators and public restrooms. LOVES avocados - put away a whole one today!. We're still working on his soy/milk/egg protein intolerance, but got the okay to give him a real cake at his birthday. If he can feed it to himself, he's happy with it. He's starting to use the spoon on his own, and can drink out of a cup (no sippy!) if we don't mind cleaning up some spilled juice along the way. :-)
Oh yeah - and he learned how to throw temper tantrums. That's been fun. Heh.
Seven teeth - three on the bottom, four on top - and we're certain by the drool and gnawing on EVERYTHING that there are more on the way.
We had a bit of a battle with an upper respiratory thing WHILE teething, which led to some weight loss, which bumped up against a pretty nasty stomach bug, which led to even MORE weight loss. He had spent the past three months just at the 18lb mark, and with the winter virus fun, managed to drop down to 17lbs, 11oz. Ack! Though he's feeling MUCH better, eating like he's never eaten before - and put on almost a pound in a week! Yay!
I can't believe he's almost one. He's so independent and so interactive - and still just as smiley and outgoing. And aside from the toddling part - which we expect soon - he's becoming more and more a toddler and less and less a baby every day. It's crazy to think that this time last year I was begging to be done with the pregnancy - yet at the same time so afraid of what the future held. I still am - but I never could have expected that the last year would have gone as smoothly as it did (really, compared to how it could have been, this was smooth), or that we'd have such a fantastic, amazing little boy to show for it.
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