Six months

My little Sammy is officially six months old today. I'm not one of those moms who keeps track of how many "weeks" he is because no one but other moms seems to care about that, and I'm not in the habit of storing information in my head that I don't intend to use. I'm sure in the Weeks System, Sam turned six months weeks ago, but since he just started ACTING like a true six-month-old (on his six-month birthday, no doubt), I assume that Sammy is going by the Month System too. So. Six months. Here is a brief (AHAHAHAHA) synopsis of what little Sammy is up to:

The child is wearing six month AND nine month clothes. My Once Upon A Child card is getting stamped up like crazy.

Less than 12 hours old

He started eating FOOD off of a SPOON. Mainly carrots, but I also slipped in some apple juice with his rice cereal this morning and he ate that just fine. He ate the carrots so fast that I couldn't load the spoon up fast enough for him. An entire jar, people. It took him three days to finish the same size jar the first time we tried carrots, but yesterday he snarfed down a jar in 10 minutes or so. He would suck on the highchair if I was taking too long to shovel more in.

October 2010

He sleeps through the night (for the most part). There are occasions where he still needs us to stick his pacifier back in his mouth, and I've realized that we have to use Pampers or Huggies at night due to the extreme peeing capabilities this child has, which ultimately soaks THROUGH the diaper and onto his pajamas and sheet.

October 2010

His feet are his new favorite toy, and he does really funny movements with his hands.

October 2010

If you put him on his stomach, he rolls straight to his back, but, ironically, prefers to sleep on his side and stomach at night.

November 2010

Fine motor skills improve every day. Case in point: Instead of pulling large chunks of hair out of my head, he hones in on the most sensitive and painful hair he can pull, and then, instead of yanking it out already, he tugs and tugs and holds on with all his might. He will also soon know the meaning of the word NO.

November 2010

Once he starts talking, you CANNOT TURN HIM OFF. This would be super-cute if he didn't get the strong urge to babble at FOUR AY EM.

December 2010

In church, we sit in the very front row directly under the pulpit. (This is so we can actually HEAR what's going on since no one else in church seems to be bothered by their children screaming, yelling, running around, and, in general, being TOTAL PAINS IN THE ASS.) We have found though that Sammy thinks our Polish priest (with his exaggerated enunciation and wild arm movements) is talking directly to him and no one else, so he pays attention pretty well during mass. He especially loves to people-watch during Communion. But come on, who doesn't?

January 2011

 Still thinks Peek-a-Boo is hilarious.

January 2011

His favorite book is Mrs. McNosh Hangs Up Her Wash. Doesn't hurt that I love reading it to him. Runner up would be Bear Snores On. Got em both at a yard sale. Probably spent $1 total. Side note: I would have paid MORE. These are both cute books that won't make you wanna rip the hair straight out of your head, like, um, THESE. I don't own Dr. Seuss for a REASON. Berenstein Bears books seem to be a little too mature for him right now- no rhyming, too many words, so many life lessons. Gotta start slow.

January 2011

 Sam can sit up on his own for short periods of time, unless he sees something he wants lingering to his LEFT or RIGHT, and then it's Game Over because he doesn't care if he smacks face-first onto the bed, he goes after what he wants.

February 2011

Loves screens. And any kind too- TV screens, computer screens, cell phone screens, you name it. But we are still holding strong with the No TV Until You're Two Rule. Only a year and a half to go, right? (Nervous laugh)

February 2011

 Loves being naked.

March 2011

Scared to death of grass.

March 2011

Loves watching other children.

March 2011

Takes stroller rides like a pro.

April 2011

This child is no mama's boy. He loves Steve. Every time Steve enters his line of sight (even if the last time he saw him was 0.03 seconds before), he lights up like a Christmas tree and giggles and reaches for his face and smiles while Steve plants big, wet kisses on his cheeks. I can tell that my "job" in this whole parenting scene is going to be Enforcer while Steve will get to be the Fun One. Although I do have to give Steve credit for bathtime and bedtime routine. It's their time of day to see each other, and while it's not Sam's happiest time of day, I know he enjoys Steve doing that routine more than me. Wanna know how I know that? Of course you do!
Steve got home late from work one day and Sam needed the routine done, so I did it. Not only did he scream the entire time about the injustice being performed, but when I was drying him off and dressing him, he heard the dryer making noises and thought it was Steve coming down the hall. As soon as he was done staring longingly at the door and realized that Daddy wasn't coming for him, he would start the screaming up again.

April 2011

Also, this one time... Sam was sitting on my lap while I was sitting next to Steve. Steve tooted (well, let's be honest, men don't toot, they FART and cloud up the room with a thick, green fog) and not five seconds later I felt Sammy's stomach tighten and he squeaked out his own little toot (definitely a toot when you're such a little man). Could there BE any further confirmation that you are this child's hand-picked role model???

April 2011

Ticklish under his arms (JUST LIKE HIS DADDY). Also laughs a lot when I change his diaper. ??

Yesterday

Has no patience when he's hungry (also like his Daddy, except Steve usually doesn't scream or cry that I'm not cooking fast enough).

Yesterday

Enjoys listening to the alphabet, although there are only about 6 songs on my playlist (you know, the playlist that comes out of my mouth) and the alphabet happens to be the only one I can sing while doing ANYthing. If I sing Jesus Loves Me while I'm writing out the grocery list, I'll get to the store and wonder what aisle Jesus is on.

April 2011

This boy does so many cute, sweet things throughout the day that I could go on and on, but I think that's probably enough. I'm looking forward to watching him grow up and continue to develop and interact with Steve and me (but let's be real, interacting with me is a necessity since I'm the one shoveling the food down his throat and changing his orange, carrot-poop diapers; interacting with Steve is what he WANTS. Nonstop.).
Love that baby. :)