Nine In, Nine Out

Well, a couple days ago Quin hit his nine month birthday. While it passed as a pretty normal day around here, it's a pretty significant milestone if you ask me. After all, Quin has been out of the womb as long as he was in the womb. He's officially a human, no more alien baby.

Of course to Quin the biggest benefit to being nine months old is probably the fact that during his pediatrician visit on Friday, he didn't have to get any shots. Woohoo! He's closing in on 20 pounds, almost as much as the cats! He's still a little light according to averages, but just right if you ask me. He's just perfect, healthy as can be. What more could a parent ask for?



Quin is really branching out on what he gets to eat these days. He's into all kinds of fun stuff like tofu, cottage cheese, yogurt, little puffs, banana chunks, diced pears, diced carrots, and more. And man does he like to eat! The way that kid puts away the food I don't know how he stays in the 25th percentile for weight. After more than four months of eating solid food, I still have a blast feeding him every time. I never get tired of it.


Those teeth remain elusive. The two front bottom teeth are ready to pop out. They're even creating a bulge in the gums that you can feel. One of the top teeth is ready to make it's debut too. Once again he was teething real bad, but now that seems to have passed and the tooth movement is on pause. Elizabeth is safe from Mr. Bitey Pants for now.


Quin isn't crawling yet, but he really loves to get up all all fours and rock back and forth and laugh at himself. Apparently he thinks he's the funniest thing around on all fours. Didn't he notice all the animals in the house? He scoots around a lot. In a five minute time span he'll easily do an entire lap around his room, but it's a combination of scooting and rolling, not full on crawling. And one of his new tricks is standing up on his own. He can now grab on to something and pull himself right up to a standing position. And he is so proud of himself when he does.


After nine months, Quin is still the best little boy I could ever ask for. The screaming in restaurants has pretty much subsided with a little gentle prodding from mom and dad. For a while there we were skipping going out to eat. He's as playful as ever, and is really into his toys and anything he can manipulate (like the TV remote; amazing how mobile he suddenly gets when it's in sight). He sleeps 12-13 hours straight each night and always goes right to sleep when we put him down. As I write this it's 9:30 and he's still asleep and he went to bed at 8:00 last night.