jonah is totally obsessed with doors. opening + closing them dozens of times in a row, straddling it and passing it back and forth between hands over + over again.
seriously.
open close open close open close open close open close open close open close
all day long.
cupboard doors, closet doors, bathroom drawers. and most especially the door that leads to the other side of our house. he hears that distinct screech, kicks it in to turbo, and is at my feet before i get to the theater. grandpa dubbed him sir geoffrey. ya know, the butler on fresh prince of bel air who is hilarious? jonah is our geoffrey. couldn’t see a nick name more fitting for this door-loving time of life we are in.
and then there’s his really great attention to detail that he’s had since he started crawling {picking up the teensiest piece of fuzz off of the floor, my eyelashes, etc – which maybe just means he’s a little OCD like his mama.} he loves to eat whatever i’m eating. i kind of have the eating habits of a six year old, so we are woking on that.
my guess, is that bath time is his favorite time of the day. he’d play in there for hours if i’d let him. it’s actually an easy toss up with tub time and dad getting home from work. he’ll hide under the table until jonah comes to find him. that never gets old. THE PIANO. jon seriously swoons me with his piano skills, jonah just covers for him while he’s at work. little sir loves the piano so so much and manages to find one wherever we go. lucky us kristen teaches piano next door, happy future birthday to you jonah j.
he climbed the stairs twice at grandmas last weekend. he patiently waits for me to take him down to see kylee so he can sneak back up the stairs. thank heavens ky and chad made it back from cabo, jonah looked for them everywhere while they were gone.
he discovered the sock basket in jon’s bathroom, the climbing gym {also known as his mamaroo}, and the wall plugs. the fridge is an instant throw your hands in the air and squeal kind of party. he loves to scoot the chairs all around the kitchen, and starts dancing {shaking his booootay} with a full toothy smile whenever he hears music. he loves to laugh. his laugh totally gives me butterflies. he accidentally forgot how to sleep through the night, which has been a little rough lately, but because he’s the cutest person in the world when he laughs, it makes up for it real quick. he currently has a black thumb, still not sure which drawer it got caught in.
he jabbers. just blabs and blabs. the way that jon explains what he’s saying is beyond the cutest thing i’ve ever seen. those two. they get me.
they love hide-n-seek, chase, and capture the blanket. i’m honestly not sure who enjoys it more – – jonah or jon. he’s basically walking now. he is a little stubborn, and won’t do it when you make him, but he’s got the moves down. i’ve got most of the sounds memorized for each room, so that i know where he is at all times when he’s not right with me. he follows a pretty simple route and plays it on repeat all day long. the books, the piggy bank, the diaper basket, the toilet paper roll, flush the toilet, open the bottom drawer in the bathroom – pull out all headbands, then on to the next room yada yada yada. then he goes back to the beginning and starts it over once i get everything put back into place. my proudest moment each day is when i find him reading. i won’t hear him for a few minutes, and initially i got a little nervous, but when i came in to find all of the books from the bottom couple of shelves neatly placed around him, and he’s intently turning the pages and studying each one, i melt. i’m impressed over again each day as his little mind becomes more alive. he is going to be a genius like his papa. at least i hope!
GOOD NEWS!!! he made up with his carseat. please bless this is not just a phase. he has been such a good boy in it lately, and it sure takes a load off my stress plate. we have made more trips to logan than i can count on two hands these past couple of weeks. i’m so not complaining either. jonah being friends with his carseat ups the temptation to burn up to grandma’s house for lunch almost unbearable.
i could go on and on. i’m continually amazed at how fast he is growing up. he’s picking up on so much, and always makes me want to be the best mom that i can. how lucky i am to be his mother. he’s such a special little man and is the biggest blessing in our life. it’s hard to remember life without him. it’s very obvious that this little man has me wrapped around his swollen black thumb. happy nine months sir geoffrey.
