Two Jonathans and an Ashley

I wanted to write about how great a dad Jon is to his little namesake. When Jon and I were dating, one of the things that made me realize what a catch he was (still is), was how he interacted with his nieces and nephews. I could tell he was going to be an amazing father one day….and he is. Even before Jonathan was born, Jon was super involved. He made it to EVERY one of my doctors appointments (ladies out there know just how many that is too.) In the first few weeks after the baby was born Jon did everything. Dirty diapers, feedings, spit-ups, blow-outs, check-ups…you name it. Now, When he gets home from work each day he devotes his time to “catching up” with Jonathan. He’ll scoop him up in his arms and give me a little break. I love to watch them interact. Sometimes I spy on them as they play with airplanes and trucks, or when Jon reads to him. Melts my heart. I’m so grateful that he is such a hands-on daddy and such a great example to our little Jonathan.

Here are some pictures of the cute little duo.

Explaining to Jonathan how snow forms.

He wants Jonathan to have a love for music just like he does.

Blast from the past. I believe this photo was taken about 3 am. I came out of the bedroom to find a wide awake baby and a very sleepy daddy.

This is Edmund Kewish, the newest member of the Kewish Clan. Born March 5, 2010 at 1:00am. He and Mom are good and healthy…until the sun comes out.

Well, Jonathan is 10 months old and really starting to tear up the place. Literally. I cannot leave him unattended for one second. My really nice car key is an example of that as it is now completely shredded. I can still start the car though, so that’s good. He is super active and loves following me around the house. He has become a real mamma’s boy and likes to hang around my feet when I’m making dinner, climb all over me when I’m putting on make-up, and push the door open when I’m going to the bathroom. Thanks son! The funny thing is, I love it. He’s my little buddy and we do everything together. So naturally he wants to go to the bathroom with me too…right? Also, he is a total morning person/baby. Seriously, where did he get that from? I’m super grumpy in the morning and need a good 20-30 minutes before I want to talk or look at anyone. Jon, is the hardest person in the world to get up. I’m not exaggerating. It’s like raising the dead. Sorry honey, but it’s true. So how did two non-morning people produce such a thing? I have no idea. But it’s adorable, and he’s the only one in the world I would get up that early for and not mind it (that much).

At ten months old Jonathan….

* Hates baby food and prefers to eat whatever we’re eating
* Is starting to pull himself up on things and “cruise”
* Says “dada” all the time
* Is becoming less and less interested in breastfeeding (I’m feeling a little rejection here)
* Loves to climb up on anyone trying to hold him
* Points out things and wants to know what they are
* Loves all lights
* Sleeps great. Usually 10-12 hours a night. Thank you babywise and a daddy who is better at sleep training then I am
* Loves kids and tries to keep up with them. He loves following his older cousins around.
* Has seven teeth with a little gap between the front two.
* Is in the 25% for weight and 50% for length…..and still 95% for his head. He’s super smart.

It’s kind of crazy to me that this kid has been outside the womb almost as long as he was in. Can he really be nine months? Well, I’m a little behind on posting this since he turned nine months on January 29th…but here we go.

This picture cracks me up evertime. I just love how chubby he looks.

This little guy is really packing on the pounds. I’m starting to get used to comments like “wow, he sure is sturdy”, or “is he big for his age?” I would be super offended if anyone ever said that to me, but I figure it’s cool since he’s a baby. Jonathan now likes to pull himself up on things, but still prefers getting around the house with his marine crawl. I swear this kid is going to go straight to just walking.

Here are some tidbits about the kiddo.

* He now turns his nose up at the idea of eating baby food from a jar if other people around him are eating grown-up food.
* He rarely falls asleep nursing anymore (sniff sniff…even though I know that’s a bad habit)
* He has two naps everyday. One in the late morning, and one in the late afternoon
* He loves saying “dada” and if I’m lucky, I’ll get a “mama” every once in a while.
* He loves bathtime, and cries when I take him out of the tub
* He has started pointing at things that catch his eye, until I tell him what it is. This happens dozens of times a day and I love it.
* He has crazy “elephant hair” (as Jon calls it)…but we’re not cutting it. We’re determined to get a cute little shag do’
* He had his first real illness. The flu. Not fun since mommy and daddy had it too.

I could go on and on about this little one, but I’ll stop there. I’m so grateful for little Jonathan. I recently had an experience that I don’t think I’ll put out there in the blog world that has really opened my eyes as to how lucky I am to be his mommy and get to watch him grow everyday.

Kind of going cross-eyed in the tub.

Reaching for those little floating dust particle things. I thought the picture looked cool.

Mid fall after reaching a little too far.

Thanks for the hat auntie kiki. I can’t wait to grow into it more!

Look at those eyelashes. Love them.

These days in the Kewish house we’ve been doing a lot of this.

He gets such a kick out of hiding his face and waiting for me to say “peek-a-boo”. Sometimes, if I’m really lucky I get his belly laugh. You know the kind that can turn any bad day right around?

Plus, the crib bumper makes a great teether.

He just started the peek-a-boo with the bumper the other day. His room doubles as an office, and I thought I could get away with being on the internet while he was (supposed) to be napping. I snuck back in when I thought he was asleep. After a couple minutes I hear him laughing. Looks like he figured it out. Little stinker ruined my plan.

Please don’t turn me into CPS. I swear he liked this.

Ok, funny story. Scary at the time. Now funny. I was playing with Jon Jon on the floor in the living room. I left for probably about one minute to go get something. I come back into the room…and he was gone. Now our place isn’t very big, but I couldn’t find him anywhere. I of course start panicking thinking of all the horrible things that could be happening to him…when all of a sudden, I hear a tapping. I completely freeze trying to figure out where it’s coming from.

…….don’t worry I found him….here!

Seriously. This kid moves fast.