Luca at Nine Months

Luca is now nine months old and you shall know his velocity.

Little man is starting to get the gist of the whole communication thing, he’s starting to use grunts for “put me down” and weird humming, mmm, hummmm, mmm sounds for “pick me up”, along with a range of arm and leg motions. He’s starting to eat more solidish food and yes, it’s been confirmed that he is indeed of Mexican origin. His favorite of the moment is black beans, that’s ma boy. This month has been all about the deepening of our bond. I’ve felt closer to him in the past couple of weeks than I have since he was born, or should I say that I feel that he is becoming more accustomed to having me around. Probably because he’s finally waking up to the fact that there are two of those adult things that change your diapers, feed you and give you rad hugs: the one with the boobies and the other one. The one with the scratchy-ass beard. We’re finally into the “falling on your head” stage, I don’t think I’ve heard Luca cry this much, ever. Constantly falling, hitting himself in the head or face. Just pick him right up and show him his “peekaboo kisses” book and it is all good.

For some reason the Canon G9 (which does HD btw?! – just figured that one out, smarty panties) had the video setting all messed up and these clips were the result. I think it got set on the “take a video frame every half a second” setting. Add some music and viola…