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Rowan moves forward



Rowan has been moving backwards a lot, which doesn't mean that he has been regressing. It is one instance in which moving backwards is making progress. However, he has now progressed to a forward scoot, which is not quite a crawl but it at least projects him to a desired object in front of him. While he may not be a crawling prodigy, he is developing pretty impressive eating skills. He can navigate a pile of food on his high chair tray with acute dexterity, vacillating between a thumb and index finger pinch and a two-handed shovel directly to the mouth. Rowan used to scream a lot at dinner because I couldn't feed him fast enough, but if I keep food on his tray, he'll usually stay happy and occupied. When he isn't working on moving and eating, Rowan lets his tongue hang out for blowing raspberries and plenty of drool. Rowan loves to laugh and is easily tickled, but watch out for those teeth! He has five sharp teeth in front and he loves to bite me. Of course he isn't trying to hurt me, he is just excited about the new thing he can do. Rowan is so sweet; he loves to cuddle with me and has a very easy-going nature.

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Maile said…
Gosh, he is so cute! I can't believe how big he is getting!
September 21, 2008 at 4:56 PM
Charie and Jonathan Francom said…
Okay I am in love with your photography and we are running out of time for you to get our family picture taken!!!

I loved all of these pictures and also all of them from your last four posts!

What a night at the hotel! It is amazing that Davin stayed asleep. I cannot believe that!
September 21, 2008 at 5:30 PM
Sara said…
He is exploring his world, it is fun to have two little boy boys running around the house. Thanks for your call the other day. It was so nice to talk to a familiar voice!
September 21, 2008 at 8:48 PM
Rebecca said…
tee hee. I love how he sticks out his tongue with a little curl on the end. Go, Rowan, go!
September 23, 2008 at 12:17 PM
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