Baby Rocks & Walks

Some of you might know I have a nine month old son. He is the perfect first child to have. I'm sure down the road when we decide to have another we'll realize we know nothing about parenting. I'm sure the next one will be a terror... we've had it too easy for too long. But that's not what this post is about.

My son seems to enjoy Heavy Metal. And not just the Godsmack type but the Hard Core, Unearth type. It's funny watching him laugh and bounce around on his wobbly legs. He's hardly been exposed to this type of music and the hubby was mimic-ing that type of music. We got a huge smile and giggle. Not the reaction we expected. so we put it on the radio and waalah: Rocker Baby.

Can I also say the little man is trying to walk? He just mastered crawling a few days ago (we didn't think he'd crawl at all) and he's been standing for months now. He does the usual: holding onto fingers/items while walking... tonight he decides he's going to completely let go and take two steps before he falls into Hubby's arms. Good thing he was there.

Kid is growing up too damn fast. I mean we spend the first couple of months doing everything for him (besides swallowing, dirtying diapers and sleeping) and now one by one tasks are being taken away. "No. I can eat on my own." "No. I can walk on my own." No. I can pick it up on my own." ... and I'm sure that'll continue to grow.

Too damn fast.