Socks and Shoes

Grant wears these little slip on leather shoes with elastic around the top (which are super cute by the way). The elastic on one of the shoes is a little looser than the other, and he manages to get it (and sometimes both) off all the time. He usually gets the one off when he's in his high chair, but he's starting to lose them in public. A couple weeks ago Grant and I were at the store and when I got in line I realized he was only wearing one shoe. We had been all over the store, I had no idea where to look. So we get out of line and wander all over, and I don't find it. I get back in line and a woman in the line next to me tells me she found his shoe and put it on the shelf with the buns. So we get back out of line and go grab the shoe. Today we're at the store, in the canned goods aisle, and Grant is kicking up a storm. Next thing I know, both shoes are flying off at the same time, and one lands on the very back of a shelf behind some cans. If I hadn't seen it fly I never would have found it. I decide to leave the shoes off so we don't lose them again. A few aisles later an employee tracks me down with Grant's sock, which I apparently didn't realize had come off. That boy sure likes to kick! Guess I need to start doing frequent socks and shoes checks when we go shopping.

Moving on up

Grant loves to stand. He hasn't figured out how to do it on his own or by using the furniture yet. He always wants to use our hands so he can get on his knees and then up on his feet. After that he can use some furniture to stand. He'll scoot up to us and pull on our pants and whine until we put our hands down for him. He really is starting to master the whine! Yesterday I was trying to get him to use the bottom step to pull himself up to his knees. Miles went up a few steps and stopped to watch. Grant absolutely loves Miles, so he pulled himself up to his knees with the first step, stood up, reached for the next step, got up on his knees and was trying to make it to the second step. I couldn't believe he was actually climbing the steps. I stopped him from getting to the next step but I think as long as Miles would have stayed there Grant would have kept going. Guess we'll have to install that baby gate sooner than we thought.

Don't Say That!

This weekend we stopped to eat at Qdoba and Grant kept wanting to eat the edge of the table. Gross! We repeatedly told him no no and he would stop for a little while. I saw him going for the edge of the table again so I said no no before he got his little mouth on it. He looked at me with a shocked expression, and in slow motion I saw his mouth turn into an exaggerated frown and then the huge tears started to roll down his face, followed by a heartbreaking cry. It was so sad. And what kind of mommy am I? I couldn't stop laughing. It was just the funniest saddest thing. I did stop laughing and pick him up. Apparently he had been told no no one time too many.


On Sunday we went to watch Uncle Adam run the half marathon. Here's Grant all bundled up ready to go out in the freezing cold at the crack of dawn (I think he looks like a totally different baby in this picture). By the middle of the race he was well past his nap time and when Troy yelled at Adam running by, Grant started in with the giant tears and sad sad cry. This happened two times. Other than that he was really good, fell asleep in the car on the way home and didn't even wake up when Troy took him out of the car seat and put him in his crib.

8 months

He looks so long!

Big Boy

Books are yummy!

Smiles

This morning I showed Grant some pictures we have framed around the house. Everytime I showed him a picture of Troy and me he would get a big smile on his face, touch our faces and start talking. He knows his mommy and daddy!

The Picture Drought is Over

Hi Mommy

Hey, it's Miles!


This giant tree was knocked down in the wind storm.


Jared and Jill came to visit.

It's so fun to play down here!

No No!

Grant has mastered the army crawl and he loves going all over the place. Sometimes he gets so excited to be moving and going somewhere he just kicks and doesn't end up moving anywhere. He especially loves the outlets, power cords and Miles. Now I'm not too worried about Miles, but why does Grant have to go right for the things he can't have? We've had to pull out our stern parent voices and the repeated no no. Surprisingly he listens a good deal of the time. I know it won't last, but it surprises me everytime. He'll look at the outlet/cord, think about it, and usually after 2 or 3 no-no's, he turns around and goes the other way. What a smart boy!