A Haircut + 9 Months

I can't believe I thought I could cut an 8-month-old's hair by myself.  

I actually ended up cutting quite a bit off the top,

because it was so long to begin with!

Soo...

I sat him in his bumbo, gave him his favorite toy (my keys) and started clipping.

...

and he started wiggling and looking this way and that,

up and down,

wondering why I was folding his ear over, 

and what were those shiny silver things?

And why can't I play with that comb?

Needless to say,

about 47 seconds into it, I decided we were done.  

There's plenty more about his hair I wish I could refine, but it'll have to do for now!

(Sometimes I get too ambitious about what I can do by myself when Ben's gone.)

But of course, he's still cute as ever.

And by the time I was done, 

he was done too.

I can't believe he's already 9 months.

He didn't particularly like Dr. Gold at his appointment this time.  

He's been really wary of strangers lately!

Head:  45 1/4 cm (49%)

Weight:  19 lbs 2 oz (26%)

Height:  28 1/4 " (50%)

I was pretty surprised about how low he is for his weight percentile (he's previously been in the 60s), but he just got over his first ear infection and his appetite wasn't normal for a couple weeks, so that may have contributed a little.

Anway, lately...

He loves:

keys...(loves loves loves them!)

toothbrushes (we bring one to church and it keeps him entertained!)

taking his socks off and chewing on them

bread

feeding himself

drinking the water from the bathtub faucet while we're filling up his bath

sucking the water (and who knows what else) out of his washcloth during baths

slapping hands on surfaces to make noise

He now has four teeth with two more that I can see but haven't poked through all the way yet!

He has his army crawl down, and he gets up on his hands & knees and rocks back & forth.

The past couple days, he's gotten up on his knees at the coffee table too,

plus he's gotten himself stuck underneath the table and chairs.

Here are a few pictures from just a couple days ago.

He's usually a little skeptical when I first get out the camera, but a little

eensie, weensie spider always does the trick.  :)

I love my Abram!