Right off I noticed that Kenny was a very determined baby. Most of the time he was relaxed, easy going, laid back. He just went along with the flow, unperturbed by what went on in his world. But when he decided he wanted something, like to be picked up, then he'd start whining. If ignored, the whining turned into crying. If the crying was ignored, it turned into screaming. I say all this in the past tense, but he still does this. Now he follows me around the house, letting me know he wants to be picked up. I have had to pick him up and go put him in his crib to let him cry it out. But since he's so determined, crying it out can last forever. I've tried distracting him, I've tried picking him up and getting him calmed to put him back down, I've tried bribing him with food. Nothing works. Fortunately this doesn't happen a lot except when he's teething or going through a growth spurt.
We also discovered pretty early on that it doesn't take much to make him smile. Me or his daddy can just look at him and we get his big goofy grin in return. And he has the cutest laugh ever. He's very ticklish and we've found all his tickle spots. I love his grin. He's got a small gap between his two front teeth and when he grins you can see it. He'll throw his head bag, squint his eyes and grin as big as he can. That grin makes my heart smile. He loves to play and his favorite thing to do is play with faces. He'll stick his fingers in our mouths, grab our bottom teeth and pull. He also likes to pull on his daddy's nose. He also finds it hilarious to smack us on the face and hear us say 'ow'!
Kenny is definitely a mover. He's never still. Trying to change a diaper on that kid should be an Olympic sport! He'll do one of two things: He either pulls his legs up to his chest and start playing with his hiney (that's usually only when he's dirty) or he waits until the diaper is off and starts rolling away. It's hard to hold him down, keep his hands above his waist, his legs down and put a diaper on him all at the same time.
But the biggest thing I can't believe with him is how he eats. Connor has always been a skimpy eater. When he was 8 weeks old he was diagnosed with Pyloric Stenosis and had to have surgery. He lost a lot of weight for a baby and since then has never really ate. He also inherited my picky eating habits. But he's healthy, he has plenty of energy, he's just skinny.
Kenny never stops eating! He is as opposite from Connor in the food department as one can be. I have yet to fill this child up. Even has a newborn, he'd nurse for a long time. The only time I've seen Kenny turn food away was one time when he didn't feel good and had a fever. My parents kept them the other night for my husband and I to go out for our anniversary. They told me he ate supper, then laughed and said he ate 6 chicken nuggets and half a banana. My mother in law was watching them other day while I was cutting grass and said he ate an entire grilled cheese sandwich and some pudding. Last night he ate an entire bowl of a pasta dish I had cooked. That kid will eat anything that doesn't eat him first. When he sees food, he spits his pacifier across the room! It literally flies!
It has been quite an interesting year of learning all these new things about Kenny, like he inherited my curls, or his daddy's dimples. Or how when he decided he wanted to walk he just started walking. (He's been walking really good for a couple of weeks now) and when he cries he has this heart breaking, pitiful cry that makes you feel like a terribly cruel person if you don't pick him up and comfort him.
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