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Norman the Tank: 8 Months Old, 23 lbs, 28"

Tomorrow Norman turns EIGHT MONTHS OLD. My head is swimming. It’s hard to believe Normy was ever the squishy newborn with the giant cone-head depicted in this picture. He’s gone from being our pet rock to this vibrant little guy who eats at the dinner table, laughs, and rolls around our living room like a tumble weed. (Thanks Amber for that analogy, I use it all the time!) We are entering an extraordinarily fun stage of parenting.

Normy has been a vocal little dude for a while now (as witnessed by last months green bean encounter). However, just within the last week or so I’ve noticed the faintest hint of consonant sounds creeping in to his vocabulary. The slightest of “Doo” and “Goo” is audible when he is quietly chatting to us or his favorite toys.



Among which are his ponies, his airplane puzzle board, and his stuffed kitty. How funny, two of the three of these toys I received at Smoochy’s Aunt’s house for Hobo-Christmas!!! I cut off the manes of the Little Ponies because he was eating the plastic hair. Now he will sit and repeatedly stroke the little stumps of their tails. It is so adorable!!! He is fascinated by the airplane puzzle pieces and delights in flipping over the puzzle and then picking up each individual piece for inspection. He also spends a good deal of time with them in his mouth.

His fascination with toys and his ability to manipulate those toys has been such a benefit! Not only is it hilarious to watch him attack all his little pop-up animals (For example, he furiously slaps and grunts until each of them have been closed under their little trap door once again. Ahh the order of the universe has been restored!) but, I am relieved to finally be able to set him up with something to do that allows me the freedom to attend to other things. We are in this blissful (if however brief period) where I can leave him contentedly with his toys in one spot, walk away to ______ (eat, vacuum, make a phone call, get the mail…) and return to find him just where I left him happily playing.



Not that Normy isn’t making strides at independent mobility. As I mentioned earlier, he is a champion roller. He can successfully get from point A to point B by steamrolling. This has served him well for the last month or so, but it is lacking some in efficiency. He often misses his mark or gets to his destination facing the wrong way. He has been working on the army crawl, however he is having some trouble coordinating his left arm, which more often than not stays pinned beneath him turning his crawl into a tumble. I’m please that he is trying, and even more please that it is taking a little bit. I am nervous about baby-proofing the house. I know soon I am going to have to give up my new found free time in order to chase him from one end of the house to the other!



He is still our toothless wonder. He’s experienced no drool, no restless sleepless nights, and no other sign that teeth could be in his near future. This isn’t slowing down his desire to eat though. He is a champion stage 2 Gerber baby food eater. He LOVES bananas, apples, pears, sweet potatoes, carrots, green beans, squash, and barley cereal. The only food he has ever snubbed is peas. And seriously, who could blame him? I’m not sweating it; I hate peas, and will probably NEVER serve them at my dinner table. Anywhoo…Norm’s doing great with thee meals a day and enjoys his sippy cup of water. Pretty crazy huh? My little man is really growing up.


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Well, he’s up from his morning nap. So I’m off to read him a story and sing a couple rounds of Itsy-Bitsy Spider (Which he goes NUTS for!). I hope every one had a great weekend and this new week gets off to a good start for y’all!