9 Months

My Little Man turn 9 months old yesterday. 

We just got back from the Dr and Mom got a gold star for a perfectly healthy baby! Yeah for me!  I don't know why but I'm always nervous before we go.  I guess I never realized how much pressure Mom's are under to make sure their children are growing and developing the way they should be until now.  I owe my Mom a big ol' thanks, I think we all turned out alright.

Since Tyce is starting to show more and more interest in real food and he's got a couple, teeth with four more coming in right now; I thought I'd give some solids a try with him.  Little did I know it would be such an amusing experience.  Everything I tried to give him he would swirl around in his mouth for a minute munch on it once or twice and then immediately gag until he threw up..... I'm thinking we should wait a while longer. HA! 

We recently went to visit our friends Brock and Carrie and their newborn baby girl Brooklyn.  After we got a good snuggle in and headed home for the night Kyle and I started talking about baby #2 and how far apart we would want them to be.  We were thinking like two years... until we did the math and realized that it meant I would need to be prego again in like 6 months, which in turn made us both hyperventilate a little.  Three years quickly sounded better!

We'll just enjoy our time with this little guy until then!