When did you get so big?

This whole growing up thing is happening a little too fast. Can you believe my big boy? He loves the Cozy Coupe. In a couple of weeks, he'll be driving it all over the living room...

No no no, my little Army crawler

My little Army crawler has had a tough couple of days- he was sick last night and Eric and I stupidly thought he was probably ok- shortly after I fed him dinner again tonight though he got sick again- and of course he's so cheerful and happy that he's throwing up and laughing...seriously.

But once we were finally cleaned up again and in pajamas, there was no stopping my little army crawler.

But before I realized what was going on, he and I sat down for dinner. He seems to be catching on to the idea that he can use his body to communicate his feelings- he's starting to get the hang of head shaking. I am certain that he doesn't mean no when he does it, but how funny is this little pumpking shaking his head, "No."

We've got a big'un.

So poor little V had to go with the long suffering Tarenitup to the pediatrician today to get his flu shot. And Tarenitup has a lot more moxie than I do because she got the nurse to weigh Vake.

Drumroll please....

Twenty eight pounds. Five ounces.

Thank you very much. I knew there was a reason my back was killing me.

Nana and It's Gettin' Cold in Here, so PUT ON all your clothes (with apologies to Nelly)

Mary Sabra and I cannot be the only ones who see the resemblance between Stilly and Nana from Peter Pan, can we? I mean, at first, I thought Stilly's desire to be with Vake constantly was only because of the possibility that a snack might be in the offing, but Stilly just wants to be around even when there are no food products to be found.

I am so happy for little V that he's got such a good buddy.

In other news, it is finally sweater weather in Richmond, and my little polar bear was rockin' his family pride today. Go ahead little Bear Cub!

He does look vaguely horrified by the sweater. Which is ironic given some of the outfits that I've dressed him in since he was born.

Please Look After This Eight-Month Old Pumpkin, Thank You.

So we made our eight month visit to Jacques Penne. Little Pumpkin was in a fantastic mood and we got some great Halloween shots! I cannot believe that my little baby is really almost a toddler- it is all happening too fast.

Vake loves to be photographed- he's just like his mama!

Oh HEY there- how did you get so high?

Look at me- I am standing up with just a little help from Mama. And while you are checking me out, did you notice my fantastic Halloween smocked outfit. Mom got it for me on Ebay. She keeps on telling Daddy how much money she is saving him. I wonder why he looks a little like he's not feeling good when she is saving money?

This picture is so that everyone can see how much I've grown since last month- it is pretty amazing.

And now we've got out the props. What in the world is this thing?

I don't know, but I think I like it.

I actually KNOW I like it.

Why yes, I actually DID carve it myself. Thanks for noticing.

Happy Eight Monthiversary, Vake!

Vake is EIGHT MONTHS OLD TODAY!!! How is it possible that we've had 2/3 of our first year together already!

Vake, at eight months you are:

• Still off the charts for weight and height- nearly 29 pounds(!) and 31 inches;
• Fascinated by your dogs, especially Stilly;
• the proud owner of two teeth, with two more on the way;
• the smiliest, happiest baby;
• about to figure out this whole crawling program;
• a great eater, who loves fruit, yogurt, veggies and whatever else comes your way (hello veggie lasagne!);
• sleeping 12 hours at night with two decent naps during the day;
• saying dadadada...although it seems to mean many different things;
• a huge fan of bathtime;
• enjoying your bigboy carseat and
• still willing to go with anyone who wants to hold you.

I love you little Pumpkin!

Here's some video from this morning...

And what's not to love about a little boy with spirit fingers?