Wow, I'm behind on the blogging. Kenneth was 9 months almost two weeks ago. He's such a corker. He's 20 lbs 2 oz. now, and has kind of stalled out on his height. He had his first French fries the other day, and is beginning to pick up food on his own. He'll let go of a chair to take a couple steps, if I'm close enough. And he has four teeth, with two more SO CLOSE to popping through.
This kid has character. I am amazed every day with how quickly he catches on. He's been testing his limits frequently, and when we say no, he'll shake his head no. It's almost cute enough that he can get away with things, but I'm trying to hold my ground. It would be so easy to completely spoil this little guy, but I am trying not to.
This was his first feel of grass. I'm not sure that he really knew what to think.
He sat with his hands up the whole time, not letting them touch the grass.
But I know he's ready to be splashing around in Grandpa's pool in his swim trunks.
