Monday, August 11, 2014

Second child...

Well, Charlie is definitely the second child... I have been bad about blogging his monthly updates and need to catch up- I started his eight month post and never finished it. Now it is almost time for his ten month post. 

Eight months:
Charlie is awesome. He is a happy, chubby little guy. I was beginning to wonder if he is ever going to crawl or get teeth. He is officially crawling and officially still has no teeth. His lack of teeth has not kept him from eating- he loves banana oatmeal cereal, baby puffs, and veggie straws. (Oh, and his bottles.) He loves Iva and laughing with/ at her. He is still a momma's boy and a snuggler.

Nine months:
Charlie is still awesome and the sweetest little man. He has such a calm, sweet disposition about him. He loves smiling and playing bashful with people. He has started to blow raspberries, snort, grunt or squeal to get your attention. He loves to stand in the pew at church and squeal at whoever is sitting behind us- we are working on not being so distracting (especially during sacrament). Charlie loves to swim- or rather sit in his floatie and just float. He loves to splash. He loves sharing a bedroom with Iva. They have giggle fests when it is time to nap, but eventually coo and ahh each other to sleep. They do, however, go right to sleep at bedtime. Charlie has started to wake Iva up earlier- they sleep from 800-830, not bad at all. Charlie has two teeth- both of his bottom front teeth. He loves to crawl and pull himself up on things. He will take steps with Shawn, but gets to excited  on his own and flails his arms knocking himself off balance. He has learned if he does his "hurt cry" when Iva takes a toy that I respond really quickly. He loves to give open mouthed kisses and snuggle into your chest or forehead. He is such a sweet, content little guy.

We love our Charlie!



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