nine months...

guess what...

there's a new sheriff in town...

and we all met up to celebrate his nine month birthday...

so why is SHE blowing out the candles?!?!?!?...

how many months are you?...

I can't convert that...I'm not that good at math yet...

thanks, Uncle Big Bear, I really thought everybody came to see me. :(

.75...

Nine months today. He weighs approximately 20 pounds...maybe 21...he is so squirmy that we couldn't get a good reading. The nurse settled on 20 pounds, 4 ounces which continues to land him in the 50th percentile for weight. He is 29 1/2 inches, 85th percentile for height, and that too reflects his prior trend. He officially cut his third tooth today, his top left, and the top right one will be here shortly. He doesn't crawl on all fours yet; he's perfectly content army crawling everywhere. He's pulling himself up on any object that will let him and he has mastered this fake cough that is really funny to listen to.

Here's a video from a week or so ago that shows him pulling up in his crib. He lets out a famous dinosaur roar and demonstrates a new game of his where he pretends like he's asleep and then sits up real fast before crawling to something off limits. He's a tricky little faker...

dinner...

Aunt Jessica...you wouldn't...

please don't make me sit by myself...all alone in this cold, cold aisle...

hey, wait a minute...does this mean...I'm a big boy?!?!...

ahhhh, yes, just what I was looking for...

that's the one...my big boy menu...

let's see...I'll take a bib that says "Brooks" and some saltine crackers, please...

excuse me, sir?...are you going to write that down???...

I'm nervous...do you think they'll get my order right???...

done...

and done...

baby olympics...

A good friend of mine lives in Vancouver and she was kind enough to send Brooks some Olympic gear. Jessica and I figured it would be a waste not to have Brooks participate in a baby version of the games. He was very tired, but still a good sport.

And now...representing the six to ninth month baby division...Mr. Brooks C. Beasley...

his new trick...

Brooks has been working on coming from a laying down position to sitting up. He would try and try but could never make it all the way. A couple of days ago it clicked and he's been doing it like a pro ever since.

snow day...

the latest...

Brooks isn't crawling yet...

but he's holding the position...

it snowed record amounts in Dallas yesterday...

so Grandpa made him a snowman...

and Brooks loved everything about it.

the army crawl...

tah dah...

Is it time???...

well is it???...

oh boy!!! I was hoping that was the case!!!...

my pictures are ready to be seen...

they won't be there forever and there's a password...

but i'll tell you how to do it...

Go to this website: http://www.kellyannimages.com/
Click "Enter Website"
Click "Clients"
Password: brooks

a truly "progressive" dinner...

Brooks went to his first progressive dinner and was a little overwhelmed at first...

he was good with me, but needed to stay close...

"are you ready to branch out yet?" I asked...

"NOOOOOO...you can't make me!!!" he cried...

"alright, we'll work through it," I said...

you like this a lot...

and you REALLY like this...will you be better at the next house?...

I guess that's a no...

but Aunt LeeLee was determined and you didn't cry...

you even kept your pacifier out for a while...

until you spotted her...your cougar...

it was a seamless transition and you even copped an attitude...

you said, "Mom, can you put the camera down and give us a minute?"...

"hey, baby, what do you say we blow this joint and go to the next house?"...

Uncle Brad tried again...and the third house was the charm...

"so, uh, who's that?"...

"oh fine, you can hug me too."...

yeah, you're nice, but I wish you had more to offer me...

huh?...I was kidding...really, i was...what's that???...

ooooooh, a DOG???...my time here is complete...on to the final house!!!...

so, boys, you know what they say about me?...

I'm the baby that makes everybody want to have a baby...

even Uncle GreggyPoo...

listen, I know she's your wife, but can I see her one last time...

Kara "the OC" Duvall...my favorite...

am I dreaming or is she really too good to be true?...

what???...it's time for bed already???...

I love you too, Uncle Brad...uh oh...who's that man???...he's big like a bear...

excuse me, sir, is it true you were a fighter???...

yes, Brooks, but I'll only fight people if they're mean to YOU...

ahhhhhh, thanks Uncle Big Bear...

I've got your back, too.