This month, Ian had his first Halloween and his first Thanksgiving. He also had his first visit to Santa Claus, and he’s been very curious about our Christmas tree. We have an epic baby gate blocking it from his investigations.
He’s crawling, pulling up to standing, and into absolutely everything. He’s a potato no more.
His favorite toys these days are all the plastic and plush food in Isla’s play kitchen. If he can get his hands on Isla’s ukelele, he’s pretty much over the moon. We try to keep that under control. He’s generally into soft, plush things. He likes to rub blankets on his face, and when he’s going to bed at night, he rubs the back of his hand on the sheet.
He’s eating solid foods like a champ. His favorite thing is squash, but he’s been eating a lot of different veggie/meat blends. He’s still not a fan of fruit. Or peas. He’s still taking a lot of bottles as well, and he’s routinely downing 6-8 oz. at a go.
I’m not sure exactly what size he is, but I’m buying 18 month clothes for Christmas, and he’s graduated to size 5 diapers.
He’s switched from a daycare center to staying with a stay-at-home-mom, in the hopes that limiting the number of kids he’s around also limits the number of bugs he gets exposed to. We’ve started sleep training. (Or rather, Kellen has done all the sleep training. I’ve merely reaped the benefits of his hard work.) He’s only waking up once per night for a bottle and sleeping the whole night in his pack ‘n play. I fully expect this to last only until his next cold or growth spurt or schedule disruption, whichever happens first. Still, it’s a huge improvement over just a few weeks ago.
Naps have been improving overall, but he takes fewer of them and the morning is really the only time we’re getting a solid, long nap.
He’s been working on consonant sounds and is quite chatty and squeals a lot. He’s easy to laugh and very ticklish.
On the whole, it’s been a busy month, full of firsts. It feels like every day, he becomes more and more a little boy and less and less a baby. I feel like I should be sad given that he’s my last baby, but I love the age he is now and I really love what’s coming. He’s so curious and eager to explore. It only gets better, and a lot more fun, from here.