"She refused to be bored, chiefly because she wasn't boring." Zelda Fitzgerald

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Half Way Around The Sun

Nib is six months old. Halfway around the sun for the first time in his external life.

He's getting super big lately, I feel like he's made of silly putty, he keeps stretching. Sometimes it seems like he's longer every single time I pick him up. I noticed yesterday when I sat down to nurse him that he's clearly to that funny stage where they are developmentally still "baby" but they're so large that doing the baby stuff is getting a little cumbersome: he fills every inch of the changing table, his legs kick and flop well out of my arms during nursing sessions  and he is starting to look a little out-sized in his backwards carseat position. He's living in the stage of Almost/Not Quite.

He has three teeth now, his two front bottom rabbit teeth and one side tooth on the top left. I think more are on the way. He's drooling buckets, cramming everything into his mouth and gnawing persistently on his own raw hands. He's bitten me a few times now while nursing but nothing hard enough or mean spirited enough yet that I am tempted to wean him instantly. He's a good natured early tooth boy.

Such fun. So, I thought I'd maiden voyage and add Nib to the tradition of Like and Dislike lists and see what I could catalog for him at the very new age of just 6 months of life. Here's what I've got:

  • Peek-a-boo
  • Slow braised beef (all fall apart tender). He sucked down about a half a cup of it the other night at dinner and fell asleep, slurping his last fistful, propped up on the tray of his highchair. Super cute.
  • Ice cream (his first food and one of his favorites)
  • Big brother Ru's antics, specially performed to make him smile
  • A good crust of bread for chewing
  • Splashing in the bath
  • Balloons, both to hold onto and to watch
  • Kicking his feet...he kicks while sitting on the floor, just to see his little booties wiggle. 
  • People. Nib will go into anyone's arms and grin at every charming granny that coos in his direction. He's such fun to go places with, people love him.
  • The rustle of paper, he is into ripping it at the moment


  • Having his feet tucked into pajamas...he kicks and peddles the first one out, squawking loudly, while you try to wrestle the second in. It's very exciting.
  • Canned, baby food carrots. He makes the most terrific faces about just one spoonful. 
  • Being bored. 
  • Swallowing solid, bits of things. He gags and panics quite a bit still. 
  • Having his face wiped off
  • Wearing socks. He can pull those suckers off faster than you would believe.
  • Opening his mouth to show off his teeth.
  • Going quickly down the stairs in someone's arms...you can feel him shudder and tighten his grip at every step. 
  • Having cool things taken from him. He howls indignantly if I take back my shoe to put it on my foot after he's found it on the shoe rack and decided to consider it his personal treasure.
  • Sleeping in. He's his mama's boy. He talks loudly and cheerfully if we're slow to rise, until I cave and get up with him.

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