My little baby is turning into a little boy. What has happened? At nine and a half months old, he is movin’ groovin’ and showing no signs of letting up. We had his 9 month check up last week, and he’s gained over two lbs (40th percentile) putting him at 19lbs 6 oz. It’s crazy how much he’s grown and I love how he learns new things each day. He self feeds during meal time and loves him some peas, bananas, and butternut squash. He can’t get enough of elmo, and still laughs every time he sees his face. He’s still babbling away with his Mamama’s and his Dadadas and he is very social, always smiling from ear to ear every time he sees someone new. Lately, his favorite thing to do is to stand up and hold on to the toy basket. He looks like such a big kid, muddling through it, trying to pick out his favorite toy. He’s drinking all bottles of pumped breastmilk now. Apparently that means he’s “fully weaned” by definition, but it doesn’t seem that way since I’m a slave to the pump. He was just too curious and wiggly wobbly to stay interested in nursing. PLUS…those teeth…LORD HELP those teeth. Yep, ….another reason to reach for the bottle. He can chew on that bottle nipple until his heart’s content, and I …can sit and watch without a single cringe. Sometimes, to be honest…it makes me sad though. Sad that he’s growing so fast. In just a few short months, he’ll be one. Lord, where has the time gone? No matter what though, he’s my little punkin pooh. That much I know, and that’ll never change.