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a tale of two sippies

I have been posting about so many random things lately, most of them involving Mckenna or other topics, that you may think I have forgotten about Jackson. I swear, I have not. So don’t call Child Protective Services on me yet, okay?

Our little monster is just over 8 months old, which means he is sliding closer and closer to the big first birthday. I can’t believe how much time has passed since he was born. I know everyone says that, but it’s true. I keep thinking about this time last year and how I was miserably pregnant and now I have my little dude with me (and sometimes a seasonal beer, which I dearly missed last fall and winter).

So what is Jack up to? He is a beast. For real. I am estimating he is around 25 pounds. For reference, Mckenna wasn’t 25 pounds until she was around 13 months. So homeboy is huge. He wears size 12 month clothing which sort of stinks because all of those cute cold weather, snuggly baby things just won’t do. He needs big boy clothes already. Boo hoo.

Because of his 97th percentile weight, it makes it hard for him to move around. He is thisclose to crawling but once he gets up on his hands and knees, it takes so much effort for him to propel his body forward that he usually just flops down and gives me a big grin. I am not disappointed about this, however, I am dreading the “baby on the loose” days. We are just around the corner from him shoving random objects in his mouth, bumping his head on the coffee table and me not being able to lose sight of him for even a quarter of a second. So, take your time Jack, seriously.

And now what you really came here for, the pictures! (these are all from the past few months since I wasn’t regularly posting over the summer)

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