Quint is a Momma's boy. There - I've said it. It's out. It's a phase, I'm sure. As soon as he realizes that Daddy is the pushover and much kinder than I, he will get his act together and switch sides. But in the meantime - he's blissfully happy to sit on my lap, pull at my cheeks, play with my hair, cuddle close, and when I'm least expecting it - plant a big juicy baby kiss on my chin, cheeks, eyes or even lips. What's cute about this is that he hold the position...and waits for me to make the "ahhhhh" sound and then pulls away and smiles as if to say "didn't see that coming, did ya?...I'm a romantic, Mom...just you wait and see!" And it's true...I melt into a 100 little squishy pieces and then he does it over and over, because he loves the praise. I always say "thank you!!" and he loves to hear that.
He's also mastered waving "bye-bye" and he usually performs this newest feat while eating in his highchair. Is he telling us to leave the food and go?
He's sprouted yet another tooth - so we're up to two. One on top and one on bottom. That's my boy - full of surprises. I've got a feeling we're due for another any day now - he's drooling like a leaky faucet.
He loves to stand up...can't go anywhere when he does and he usually falls back down quite unceremoniously, but he loves it just the same. We also noticed that our little man is Lightening McQueen on all fours. I mean, this kid can MOVE. He is the fastest crawler in Texas. Jeesh! You literally have to run to keep up with him. It's the funniest thing we've ever seen...(insert new parent moment here).
He's got a temper. Yes, you know me...have to tell it like it is. This kid is discovering his very, very opinionated self. All communication is currently done in grunting noises and body gestures. For instance, if I tell him that he must not get into my trash can and pull all the trash out to liter the entire living room floor with - just at being told mind you, he will immediately stick his bottom lip out, begin sobbing as if he is mortally wounded, and cry the biggest crocodile tears you've ever seen. To add insult to injury - if I then move him away from said trash can and put him back in the range of his play area and toys - he ARCHS his back (won't sit down) and cries hysterically - because he is so angry at having been moved. He clenches his hands....my lord...you'd have to see it to believe that such a cute little man can raise such a ruckus. Just take my word for it...boy has a very strong will. Gonna have to nip that arching the back in the bud. It's pretty amazing to see such a little person have such a big fit.
But he's still the cutest, most amazing and wonderful boy in the world. Ah, the joys of motherhood...
Did I mention he's a momma's boy?
TTFN
He's also mastered waving "bye-bye" and he usually performs this newest feat while eating in his highchair. Is he telling us to leave the food and go?
He's sprouted yet another tooth - so we're up to two. One on top and one on bottom. That's my boy - full of surprises. I've got a feeling we're due for another any day now - he's drooling like a leaky faucet.
He loves to stand up...can't go anywhere when he does and he usually falls back down quite unceremoniously, but he loves it just the same. We also noticed that our little man is Lightening McQueen on all fours. I mean, this kid can MOVE. He is the fastest crawler in Texas. Jeesh! You literally have to run to keep up with him. It's the funniest thing we've ever seen...(insert new parent moment here).
He's got a temper. Yes, you know me...have to tell it like it is. This kid is discovering his very, very opinionated self. All communication is currently done in grunting noises and body gestures. For instance, if I tell him that he must not get into my trash can and pull all the trash out to liter the entire living room floor with - just at being told mind you, he will immediately stick his bottom lip out, begin sobbing as if he is mortally wounded, and cry the biggest crocodile tears you've ever seen. To add insult to injury - if I then move him away from said trash can and put him back in the range of his play area and toys - he ARCHS his back (won't sit down) and cries hysterically - because he is so angry at having been moved. He clenches his hands....my lord...you'd have to see it to believe that such a cute little man can raise such a ruckus. Just take my word for it...boy has a very strong will. Gonna have to nip that arching the back in the bud. It's pretty amazing to see such a little person have such a big fit.
But he's still the cutest, most amazing and wonderful boy in the world. Ah, the joys of motherhood...
Did I mention he's a momma's boy?
TTFN
8 comments :
LOVE the pictures...
Quint is sooo adorable..
Sounds like he is doing sooo well..
Have a Great Week..
Hugs..
What great pictures!
He will always be a mama's boy by the way, always.
Awww! I just love those sweet baby kisses!
Enjoy your Mommy's boy moments....they are great!
Enjoy your Mommy's boy moments....they are great!
You two are so beautiful together!!!!!!!
Could he be any cuter?
Quint is such a cutie! I love you telling it like it is, don't stop. Keeps a little bit of reality in my perfect dream world.
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