Six Months of Awesome

Warning…this is long.  What can I say, it’s been a while.

I know it’s been WAY too long since I have posted anything on here, so for that I’m sorry.  Every time I think I have a spare minute or two to get on here, something comes up.  I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised since I have a little man to tend to now, but I do wish I was able to post fun stuff on here more often.  There are so many wonderful things that Bryson can do now.  I want to brag about all his new accomplishments, but I’ll try my best to keep it brief-ish. 

So if Mike were writing this, I already know the first thing he would mention.  Not that I blame him.  I would be shouting in the streets if Bryson’s first words were Mama.  But they weren’t.  If you couldn’t guess already, Bryson has officially said DADA.  And just to make sure we heard him correctly, he has been saying it nonstop over the past three days.  Sometimes he starts out saying it, then gets really excited and begins to shout.  It goes something like…”dada dada Dada DAda DADAAAAAAA!!!” It’s the most incredible thing to know that he is learning and understanding.  Although he seems to think that I am his Dada also, he’ll get it sooner or later.  The main thing is he said it. A lot.

The next exciting phase is that Bryson has now entered the world of baby food.  The doctor gave us the thumbs up to start, and I’m pretty sure Bryson winked at the doctor when he said this.  He loves to eat.  Not that anyone could tell with those chunky legs of his.  He weights 19.1 pounds and is growing like crazy.  I know some one year olds that aren’t much past 20 pounds, so I can only imagine how big he will be for his first birthday.  Maybe 47 pounds?



This was his first cereal experience. Successful!

 



Did I mention how messy this was?  There was sweet potatoe in his ear, in his hair, and up his nose.

But back to the food.  We have been feeding him cereal for a month to get him used to eating with a spoon.  He mastered the spoon in about 3 days.  His first actual baby food was green beans.  He opened his mouth on cue when he saw the spoon coming, ate a big bite of green beans, and made one of the funniest faces I have seen.  This face was then followed by a shudder of disgust and slightly watered eyes.  I began to think he’s never going to take another bite, and he immediately looked at me and opened his mouth again.  He ate another bite of green beans, with a slightly diluted reaction compared to the first time, but still not great.  Then again with the open mouth.  I started to wonder if maybe he thought something new would be on the spoon each time, but was then highly disappointed when the green stuff returned.  I ended up mixing it with cereal to lessen the potency, which Bryson gladly accepted.  Sweet potatoes were next three days later, which were gobbled up instantly.  A nice change, I’m sure.

Bryson is almost on the move.  In the last post, I was raving how he could halfway roll over.  Well, he’s way past that stage now.  He is rolling to his destinations in full force.  He will roll where he wants to go, then inch-worm his way there when he gets tired of rolling.  He will straighten his legs with his butt in the air and his head on the ground (sort of like a teepee stance) then push off with his feet, which scoots his head across the floor.  Every now and then, he lifts his upper body up with his arms and leans forward and his legs will come completely off the floor.  He looks like he’s trying to break dance, which is hilarious.  So You Think You Can Dance…here we come!  He is starting to rock back and forth on his hands and knees.  It seems like he’s on a launching pad about to take off. He will be crawling in 3…2…1!

Pool time with Bryson is not his favorite.  But on the bright side, it’s not his least favorite either.  He seems somewhat impartial that he’s floating in water.  I suppose he’s waiting for me to wash his hair and give him a bath, but that never comes, so he just goes with the flow.  We haven’t had many pool opportunities this summer, but hopefully we will get one more in before our pool closes for the season.  I think he will enjoy splashing around one last time.

Aspen completely loves Bryson, except when he gets a handful of her fur…or an ear…or her tail.  He has a snapping turtle reflex when he gets a hold of her and you have to pry his fingers off her one at a time.  I’m sure it’s a pleasant experience for her.  As long as he’s not inflicting pain, she’s his number one fan.  She is always bringing him her toys to play with.  It’s sweet, but I can’t count how many times I’ve looked over to see her forfeit her toy to him and it’s heading toward his mouth.  I think my sprinting skills have improved dramatically.  I can make it to the little guy in about 2.7 seconds from any location in the house when an “ewww, gross” factor is coming his way.  Aspen loves that too.  When I run over to get the toy from Bryson and throw it across the room, that’s a favorite game to her.  As soon as I’m back across the room, the toy has reappeared in Bryson’s hands for round two.  And the game continues.  Thanks Aspen.



Favorite things to play with ...his feet.





See ya next time!