It's Halloween, and my little fellow is nearing the eight month mark. Tonight, he was a pumpkin - the cutest little pumpkin in the world, Charlie Brown - and even though he is much too young for candy, Charlie and I took him down to the church for Trunk-or-Treat. Always observant, Wesley watched all the children in their costumes with great interest, the pumpkin carving, the cupcake walk (which I lost - BOO!), the kids' games, all of it. I have to admit to being really impressed with Trunk-or-Treat. Not only is the safest way to go on this bootiful holiday, but Cokesbury Methodist had games, food, music, and festivities to go along with the trunks full of candy. It seemed as if the entire community had come out to participate, and I am really glad that Wesley was able to get a little taste this year of what I am sure will become a tradition.
Besides being the most adorable pumpkin in the pumpkin patch, I have to note the changes in my little fella. He is sitting independently now and has just started rocking on his knees. Any day now he is going to rocket across the floor and boy! if I think I'm tired now . . . He is going to walk probably as soon as he learns to crawl, and all of this in time for Christmas. His teeth are coming in one right on top of the other. His two bottom teeth are in, and one of his top teeth arrived just this week. I noticed last night that the other top tooth has started to appear, so this explains the increased gnawing that has been happening lately.
At approximately 30 inches and 27 pounds, my little giant has been on solid foods for a month now; he loves sweet potatoes, squash, and carrots; applesauce and prunes. What he is not a big fan of is, of course, the green stuff, though he does warm up slowly to the string beans. Peas we don't seem to be having much luck with, and the pears didn't seem to be a big hit today (their first time out). Like them or not, Charlie and I believe in staying the course through one week's worth; that way, like the string beans, he has a chance to get used to the taste. He also enjoys his little teething cookies, vanilla flavored, and he is starting to get that whole hand-to-mouth coordination down pat, not to mention he no longer appears to trying to swallow said cookies whole and choking himself. What a smart little pumpkin!
Every day that I am able to share with that wonderful little boy is a blessing; watching him grow and learn and experience the world has given me brand new insight into life. Halloween is fun again, and I know it will only get more and more fun as the years pass. Now to teach him how to save those Reese Cups for his mama . . .
