He is this adorable little ball of sunshine mixed up with a whole lot of spunk. You wouldn't think the sweetest baby in the whole world could also be the feistiest baby in the world, but somehow he is both. And it's a pretty funny mix.
Carsten loves to "sing" at the top of his lungs, imitating almost any song he hears. He loves to clap, dance and give high fives and fist bumps. He moved on from baby toys a long time ago and prefers to play with Duplos, blocks, Lincoln Logs, cars, balls, play food and musical instruments.
He can walk, but doesn't usually. He's able to take about 15 steps at a time. But he's a lot faster crawling and has a lot more fun pushing his walker around at ridiculous speeds.
He can also say Mama, Dada, Tyler, more and uh-oh. He doesn't say them consistently, but he can when he wants to. He tries to say ball too, but it comes out a little more like Ma.
He is still wearing his helmet but he really, really doesn't like it. He learned how to take it off a few weeks ago and it was impossible to keep it on him. So they baby-proofed the strap at our last appointment and now he's even more frustrated. As soon as it comes off he always starts smiling and rubbing his head all over. We all hope he's done with this soon! Even Tyler notices that it's bugging him and feels bad for him.
Carsten is very serious about food. It's his favorite thing.
He climbs everything. All the time. He climbed onto the open door of the dishwasher when he was eight months old, so I don't know why I'm surprised. But he uses toys as steps to climb onto couches. He climbs in and out of laundry baskets, into the toy box, bath tub, and anything else he sees. He is determined to break through the baby locks to get into cabinets and he often wins. Baby locks are no match for this boy.
He is a very good sleeper. But when he's falling asleep he likes to play little games. Like 'throw-the-pacifiers-out-of-the-bed-and-then-cry-until-someone-comes-into-get-them'. He has to sleep with at least two pacifiers and then a minute or two after we leave his room he stands up and throws them. He usually throws one in his laundry basket, one in the middle of the floor and any others just evaporate into thin air. It's weird.
And he does not sit still for pictures. Ever.
He is active and busy, and into everything, but he will also melt your heart right to pieces if you aren't careful. He gives the best little snuggles and big, sloppy, wet baby kisses. We love watching him grow, and we're excited to see what he does this month!
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