He helps with getting undressed now, pulling the shirt over his head and lifting each leg one at a time so you can get his feet out of the jeans. He is no help whatsoever in getting dressed, as he does not like to stand or sit still any more. This has turned messy diaper changes into a challenging sport of Olympic caliber.
Rye has six teeth now, four across the top and two across the bottom. It has not been a great month for sleep for any of us. He enjoys "ice pops," which are a chip of ice in a mesh feeder. He likes to feed himself banana this way as well. He is biting everything: the couch, your jeans, your arm, your knees, mommy, mommy, mommy. He grinds his teeth to see how they feel.
He crawls around a lot, and likes to crawl between your legs. He goes for "line of sight" paths, taking a difficult route (climbing over a large item, for example) over the easier route of going around an obstruction to get to the same place.
Rye still puts everything in his mouth. He loves Legos, especially the piece that looks like a split-rail fence, the Thera-band tubing piece from Grandma, and especially his blocks set and woodland animals. The woodland animals are looking a little gnawed-on, with the teething.
Rye also loves to see dogs outside, especially little ones. He always looks to see helicopters and airplanes in the sky when he hears them. And, he loves to see the moon at night. He is getting good at looking in the direction where you are pointing, to show him something. He has developed an angry, "I am frustrated!" cry he uses when he really wants something—the sign language words are still in process.
He might actually be getting some hair!
Not really sure about the new play tunnel...he bails and gets the heck outta there:
More sure about the new play tunnel:
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