anyway, here's what's new with my mini-man...
mack is constantly on the go. there is seriously no stopping the kid when you put him on the floor. he crawls all over the place, trying to find some trouble to get into. we have to block the fireplace with the ottoman and try to barricade him in the living room. his object of obsession, though, is the baseboard heater. (we have oil heat that radiates along the baseboard throughout the house. it's housed by white metal and i'm terrified he's going to cut himself on it.) it doesn't matter what i do to block him from being able to get to it. he's become a little houdini and will always find away through my roadblocks. he is seriously too smart for his own good. it's gotten to the point that i have to sit on the floor with him when he crawls around, to redirect him whenever he's heading for a no-no.
his latest trick is to pull up, especially in his crib. we've had to lower the mattress to the lowest possible setting, because he was getting dangerously close to flipping himself out of the crib. i'm telling you, this kid is a daredevil! he's completely fearless and goes head first every chance he gets.
his picky palette seems to be less picky these days. he'll tolerate just about anything, except squash (i have yet to try to feed him peas), peaches, and cheerios. he really likes to eat puffs, but cheerios? forget it! he wants nothing to do with them.
if i had to choose one word to describe mack these days, it would be joyful. he is the happiest kid, always smiling and laughing at the drop of a hat. he's so easily entertained and downright exuberant! he also doesn't mind when other people hold him. he won't reach for anyone but us, but he's perfectly content in anyone's arms. this has been particularly handy since i've joined a new gym and he spends an hour a day in their daycare. the ladies who work there all love him and know him by name.
as happy as he is, though, his naps are very important to him and he's got the fussy act down when he's late to the crib(luckily his newfound love of thumb sucking usually helps when he gets like this). on monday his nap schedule was all out of whack, because he'd woken up late that morning. well, i certainly learned my lesson about bringing him to the gym when he'd rather be sleeping. he was fine for the first half of his stay in the daycare, but as his eyes got droopy, his fussiness picked up. his thumb just wasn't enough and he pretty much lost it about 5 minutes before i went to pick him up. when i walked in, one of the ladies was holding him and trying to calm him down. he was crying and wailing "ma-ma-ma-ma-ma!" (as sorry as i was for him, it really warmed my heart that he was calling for me.)
oh, did i not mention that he's got two words under his belt? his first word was dada (or so B likes to claim), but he doesn't say it very often. actually, he doesn't say either very often, but mama comes up quite a bit when he's upset. however, his version isn't just mama, it's more like ma ma ma. i think that's because that's how i usually say it to him for practice. i'm trying to break that habit.
well, that's 7 month old mack in a nutshell. now i'll treat you to pics from his 7 month photo shoot...
|what? i wasn't about to eat this really delicious-looking leaf. honest.|
|whatchu talkin' 'bout, willis? ;)|
|he thought the sound of my shutter was hilarious!|