lil’ man is a lil’ under the weather.  so we’re staying close to home today.  we’ve also discovered that anytime he is congested, his go-to way of getting rid of it is by puking up the mucus.  there’s a something about starting your day with getting projectile vomited on that makes you just want to call the day a wrap and start fresh tomorrow.  day: 1, this mamma: 0.

i’ve been going through the little journal i’ve kept of little quips about payson over these past 8 months and am swimming in nostalgia.  i don’t want to forget any of it.  not even these days, the sick days, where in the midst of the medicine and aspirator and bodily fluids {oh, so much fluid!}, i can look down at my little one in my arms, calmly looking at the world through his glossy eyes.  i kiss his newly-combed head, take in his smell, and all is right.

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my tiny little pacey-butt is 8 months old today. he’s getting so big- a day doesn’t go by without getting a “whoa, big boy!” from an onlooker.  it’s fun to watch his little personality develop more and more every day.  he’s turning into quite the curious, vocal, sound-loving, wanna-be-adult lil’ guy.

lil’ man does NOT like when mommy isn’t around.  well hello, separation anxiety, it’s nice to meet you.  how long do you plan to stay?  as the mom, it’s both endearing and a little nerve-racking {equal parts “aww he loves me and wants to be with me all the time” and “he’s not going to be in college and still breastfeeding, right?”}.  but, with the quick pace that the past 8 months have flown, i remind myself that this too shall pass and i will very soon look back and wish this stage were still here.

at 8 months, he’s loving:

1. sitting up in the bath
2. books.  his favorites are finding nemo and the ‘animals’- he loves the baby chicks and the kitten {he apparently hasn’t gotten the memo that we are dog people}
3. cups
4. “standing”.  then sitting.  then “standing”.  then sitting.  who knew that his development would be such hard work for mom!?
5. daddy’s pitch pipe
6. straws
7. anything mommy has
8. pots and kitchen spoons.  the kid could have all the expensive baby toys in the world and he’d rather play with things that aren’t meant to be toys
9. the sound when he scream-squeals
10. “talking”.  he says “flarj-jda-jda-jda” a LOT.  I’m pretty sure it translates to “my mom is the best!”  it’s a loose translation.

since i didn’t get around to posting 6 and 7 month round ups, here they are:

at 7 months, p-money loved:

1. clapping.  showing off that he could clap.  oh, and clapping
2. cups.  especially the acoustics when singing into cups
3. “walking”.  aka: gliding while simultaneously killing mommy’s back
4. when mommy dances and sings to the songs his excersaucer plays
5. water.  especially playing with the sink spout or the hand-held shower head during bath time
6. chewing on his pointer finger.  i swear, this kid should have 80 teeth by now
7. playing “catch”.

at 6 months, lil’ man loved:

1. making fart sounds with his mouth
2. when mom would clap his hands for him
3. when he was tickled under his arms, on his chest, or inner thighs
4. chewing on his toes
5. riding forward in the stroller
6. making friends with the people on our first plane flight to colorado to see grandma and his aunt and uncle

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our lil’ heartbreaker wants to wish you a happy valentine’s day.  hope it’s filled with love.

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my lil’ man turned 5 months yesterday.  and that officially marks 2 months sans-blogging for me.  i’m embarrassed.  i’ve just been having so much fun with this lil’ ball of love, i lost track of time.

payson kicked off his big day with rolling over, back to front.  he certainly has a flair for the dramatic.  then we went to a gymboree class to celebrate.  i had to hold back tears of pride watching this little human interact with other mini humans and love the games we played.  i was the one holding back tears because her lil’ one turned to pay attention to the teacher when she rang the jingle bells to start class.  i was a mess. 

at 5 months, he loves:

• chewing on his tongue
• cups
• anything that makes noise
• trying to “stand”
• squawking “talking”
•  being tickled on his sides, belly, and thighs
• flashing that gummy smile at strangers
• feeling grown up by sitting up and by looking behind himself
• turning the pages of books
• almost rolling over, and rolling right back.  trickster

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my little baby boy is 3 months old!  it’s unbelievable how time flies.  there were times when i wondered when all the crazy-fun i had heard abou would begin.  i’ve found the answer; it’s 3 months.  payson is loving blowing spit bubbles, learning how his hands work, and watching the world from over mom’s shoulder.  also, he thinks i’m hil.ar.ious.  that’s a total plus.  every day brings something new and more of his coy, playful personality comes out.  we are completely loving our days together, filled with hanging out and giggling at each other.  such a blessing.  my dearest lil’ payson, keep being cool.  and, if you get around to it, please stay little forever.  thanks.  i love you.   mom.

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want to know the best sound ever?  it’s the sound of your almost-3-month-old cooing and talking away with delight in his new-found ability to use his hands.  it’s been so fun watching him grow and learn.  his little personality is showing through and it’s like a breath of new life.  the first three months were exhaustingly thrilling in their own right, but there is nothing like knowing that those baby blues and bright gummy smile are flashing at me.

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