Real food! (as opposed to the fake variety, of course)

Here and there, I've been giving Jamie small amounts of table food. Yesterday, at his 9 month checkup, the pediatrician said that there's really nothing that he can't have -- other than popcorn and nuts. Well, and I'm sure he shouldn't have soda, candy, etc. But you get the idea.

Last night, I made crockpot chicken and stuffing with a side of steamed collard greens. I decided not to go for the usual jar of sweet potatoes, and instead, gave him a small portion of what was on my plate. I truly felt like a mother bird, tearing up a collard for him to eat. He had a good dinner, though. This morning, I decided to scramble up an egg for him, and he's happily feeding himself. It's funny...I tried to spoon feed him and he refused, but if I put the food on his tray, he'll eat whatever I give him. I guess he wants to be independent. He's also getting better with using his sippy cup. He's a smart kid.

The checkup went very well yesterday. Jamie is the picture of health. Weighing in at 21 lbs and 2 oz, and measuring 30 inches in length. He got a few shots, but the worst part was when the doctor wanted to take a look at his teeth. Jamie just lost it and started crying. He didn't cry when he was getting blood drawn, but threw a fit when someone wanted to check out his teeth. He has 2 coming in on the top, by the way.

Let's see, what else...

Jamie is VERY social. About twice a week, we're either at the library or at a playdate with other little ones. The other day, at storytime, Jamie went up to a little girl twice his age. She was sitting on a tiny stool and Jamie just crawled up and kneeled in front of her. He reached out his little hand and patted her knee and gave her a big drooly smile. The little girl wasn't thrilled that someone was invading her space and unfortunately, Jamie didn't win her over. And during the actual story, Jamie doesn't like to sit still like some of the babies. Some kids are walking around (which is what I predict Jamie will do) and he would rather explore other people's shoes than sit quietly and listen to a story. Oh, well.