Long time no type

My latest accomplishments, Reader's Digest version:
Cruising
Pulling up to a stand, with or without support
Saying Mama
Reading Greek
Clapping
Crawling
Wrestling Mom during diaper changes

One of these is made up... can you guess which one?
More later from this little tater!
-G

Rock on!

Tonight I went to my first rock concert. It was the "Five for Five" tour at church that my dad arranged to have come. I mostly stayed on the fringes because it was loud, but I seemed to have a good time, especially when getting attention from my own admiring fans. I am planning to join the tour as a drummer, and I practice at home on an African drum on the floor in our family room. Mom says I have to wait a few years yet before I can go on tour, but she doesn't understand my passion to rock. She does, however, acknowledge that I have good rhythm.

My favorite person right now is dad. I can't get enough of him, and I reach out my hands to him all the time. We rough-house and play and laugh, and dad supervises my wrestling matches with Mazy. I guess if the whole rock star thing doesn't work out, I can always be a professional wrestler. Hmm... plently of time to make those career decisions later, I guess. For now I will focus on honing my eating, sleeping, and standing skills. Those will come in handy whatever the future holds!

Have a rockin' week!

Two crawls forward, one crawl back

My world has changed significantly. Now I can crawl not only backwards, but also forwards! My favorite things to crawl to are my dog, Mazy's, toys. I like to get up close to them so I can put them in my mouth... and the hairier they are, the faster I head toward them!

I have other new favorite pastimes: pulling myself up to stand in my crib when I'm supposed to be napping, squeezing the dog's cheeks, and making motorboat noises when I'm eating so that baby food sprays out of my mouth. By the time I schedule some good peekaboo, pattycake, and naps, I can hardly fit everything into my day! In fact, my day is about over now, so I'll sign off.

Oh- before I go- If you hear stories about how I got kicked out of the church nursery this morning for fussing- well, it is true. But they can't stay mad at me long when I have dimples like this!

toofer tuesday- err, friday

My fourth tooth, which has been threatening all week to come out, made an appearance today. It was noted by dad during a wrestling session in which I had him pinned. He looked up into my triumphant grin, and there it was- my top, left-of-middle (to me) tooth. Yes!

On a more serious note, I would like to take the time to say a good word about a good man- a guy a never met but my mom says was pretty cool- Tom Roberts. He passed away this week and I'm going to his visitation tonight. I'm going to meet all kinds of new people there, people who are fans of Tom. I'll bet I'll hear all kinds of fun stories about him. People miss him already.

Whoever and wherever you are, have a good day, and although I'm not allowed to eat cheese yet, I'll share some with you now: tell the people you love how you feel about them today. It may be cheese, but who doesn't need a little cheese in their diet?*

*Unless you are lactose intollerant, of course.

Wrestlemania

Daddy's home from his mission trip to Mexico! And now we wrestle again, and I'm getting strong enough to win even more often! I'm so glad he's home... no one makes me laugh like Daddy. Speaking of laughing, Mom laughed a lot when she found out Dad had been wrestling and playing with me when the entire back of my outfit under my sweatshirt was soaked from a huge diaper blowout. I've been having two of those a day lately- and no size or tightness of diaper can hold them in! It's fun for me to see if the mess is the color of my carrots or my strained green beans! Mom is practicing for the laundry Olympics!

In addition to time spent with Daddy, it's been a busy week in other ways. I now crawl backwards (but not forwards yet), can pull myself up to a stand in my crib, and do insanely difficult yoga poses. I chase Cheerios around on my highchair tray with my fingers and am getting more proficient with my sippy cup. Best of all, I'm getting better at sneaking looks at the TV, which I'm not supposed to watch! I'm such a persistent little fella!

Hope you are doing well. May your days, and diapers, be full of neat things.

Give peas a chance

Welcome to the blog of Grady Z! You can thank Grandpa Z for the idea for the blog's name- a combination of my first, middle, and last name that kinda spells Grandpa's nickname for me.

Let me introduce myself. I am a baby who likes puppies (real and stuffed), who can do a sit up in one minute flat, and who doesn't like strained peas... yet. I have a total of three teeth now thanks to the one that showed up yesterday, and I pack a mean punch ( I gave my mom a bloody nose this week). But mostly I'm a lover, not a fighter, and my smile is my favorite way to communicate. Need proof? Look at the photos!

Thanks for checking in on me- expect updates to this blog at least once a month! (Ha!)