Sunday, March 8, 2009
Our little baby isn't so little anymore. He's a whopping 23 pounds! I don't know how long he is (I'll find out at his One year well check next month), but he's tall. He's a cruiser. He now hangs onto the top of the counters and table to skim them . . . probably looking for scraps of food. He's our mini vacuum. If there is something on the floor, he'll find it and eat it. Doesn't matter to him what it is. I can't tell you how many pieces of string from our couch pillows that we have pulled out of his mouth.
He's still working on getting over those darn ear infections. I took him back in yesterday and the dr. we saw thinks it may be a persistent ear infection on one side. His 10 days of taking Augmentin is tomorrow, but then, we start another 10 days of it up. Thank goodness he seems to like taking it. He's a trooper. He is still happy even when he should be hurting.
Hmmm, what else about our Bubbas . . . we just love him to pieces! He likes to wave hi and bye, give kisses and has just started to pull hair (especially mine and Chloes). This morning he grabbed Sammy by the hair to show him something. For some reason, he will grab mine and pull when he gets mad. Little stinker!