My Lucas is now 13 months old. Crazy how time flies. I remember when he was just a tiny little bug of a boy.
Do you remember?
He's quite amazing. Honestly. I'm not biased. He really is a remarkable little boy. I wanted to write this blog in his honor and in honor of all of the cute things he does right now that make me love him even more. I don't want to forget the little things, you know?
Little things like:
How he grunts. When he is uncomfortable, he literally grunts. It's very guttural and primal. He has been doing this since he was born too - when he would start to get hungry he would just start to grunt and I would know that I had about 15 minutes before the grunts would escalate into crying. I loved the warning signs! And he's only stayed consistent. If he's really uncomfortable or unhappy he growls. It's just a more intense and loud version of the grunt. The most adamant and aggressive of his growls come when you try to take away his apple. We've recently found out that he loves apples. Not applesauce. Apples. Plain and simple and whole. Try to give him a piece of an apple and he takes it as the most personal of insults. He growls and then looks at me like: What mom, you think I can't handle a whole apple? (for the record, he does like applesauce just not as much a regular apple.)
His favorite non-fruit food? Cheetos Puffs. He cannot get enough of them!
His favorite non-food? Dirt. I don't know how or why, but he is always trying to get access to dirt - houseplants, potted plants on the porch, the garden bed - he's always trying to consume dirt and will growl when we don't let him.
I love how he has the most contagious cough-laugh. Especially when you tickle him. The tickle hot spots: his chubby little thighs, under his chin, and his upper sides (right below his arm pits). If he is really laughing and happy he will start to chew on his hands.
It's so endearing!
Speaking of endearing, when you hug him and hold him close he always folds both of his arms in front of his body so that his straight arms are between his belly and you and then he curves himself into you. I love it. He also does this whenever he rolls onto his belly in his sleep. He puts his arms underneath him so they are between him and his mattress.
He has started to enjoy watching movies. His first favorite: Sesame Street's Follow That Bird. He loves it. He gets so mesmerized by Big Bird and all of the music. No movie will entertain him more than Follow That Bird. Toy Story is probably a distant second. With Cars taking up the third spot.
He isn't saying too many words yet. But he has quite the sound repertoire. My favorites are: Fuh-Fuh. And he makes this hissing noise when he's really busy - he just lets the air kind of whistle through his teeth. It's very cute.
He's not quite walking yet. It can't be too far in the future since he does so well with cruising. My favorite is when he is walking - using one hand to support himself against a wall or piece of furniture and using the other hand to carry a sippy cup. He looks so big.
He loves to figure out how things work. His favorite toys are those that have moving parts. He loves opening drawers and cabinets. He loves taking things out and then putting them away. He loves being busy.
And one of the things we love the most is how he loves to stand in a shopping cart. He doesn't want to sit in the front designated passenger seat. He would much rather be in the actual basket, standing up. And if I have shopping that is going to take longer than 5 minutes, I will let him stand in the basket so that we will both be happy for the duration of the outing. He is just a busy, busy boy who doesn't like to sit. Ever.
Well... unless Sesame Street is on!
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