Friday, September 9, 2011

Of smiles and tears.

We're finally getting two more teeth (upper front), bringing the grand total to four. I'll miss that gummy baby smile. It makes me want to cry to think about how quickly our little Pookie is growing up.

Tonight, he began walking while pushing a toy--another first!

A couple of weeks ago, Pookie had to undergo an endoscopy because of his eating issues. The good news is that the doctor didn't find any problems. The bad news is that the eating issues are most likely behavioral. For this reason, we have set up Pookie to work with a speech therapist once a week to help him overcome his "texture aversion." Ideally, he'd be about ready to wean off the bottle and formula by now, but that's really his only source of nutrition until we get his issues resolved.

On a lighter note, Pookie has made a friend at daycare, a cute little boy named Morris. They only play with each other, the teachers say. They're like peas and carrots. In fact, we're meeting Moriss's parents next weekend for what will be Pookie's first official play date.

Also on the agenda for next weekend: the Plano Balloon Festival!

So, in less than a month, Pookie will be one year old. He'll be a toddler. When people say kids grow up so fast, it's true. I always thought that cliche was overused, but really, it is the truth. I'm sure Mom will shed some tears come October 6.