Happy Birthday! (Belated!)

I really wanted to post this for your birthday, but oh well. You were late too, after all. I was due last year on the 10 of September. I was induced on the 19th. Finally, on the 21st, you had to be dragged out by a team of professionals. I'm surprised the CIA wasn't involved. Some things Mom remembers about your birth:
The radio was playing Tuesday Afternoon when we drove you home. You were born on Tuesday at 2:40.
The first night I stayed alone at the hospital with you, we watched Airplane. Because I wanted you to be cultured.
You never wanted a pacifier. There are no pictures of you with one actually in your mouth.
When you were born, we had not yet decided what to name you. But we knew you were Austin when we saw you.

9 Months!

We are such a big boy today! Look at all the things we can do...

We can stand up and eat the top rail of our crib.

We can feed ourselves (sometimes, if there is not something more fun to do with our food...)

We have 4 teeth!

We dress like someone twice our age. That outfit in the chocolate milk video is for an 18 month old. Mom and Dad are mortified.

We are learning the maths:

÷≥≥÷≥

Not really... Mom would not let us molest the keyboard as much today, something about this being
the new computer and isn't it nice that it has all the keys and we are such a big boy today that we could probably tear a few off if we felt like it ... those were just the only keys we could reach.
But we did get to make a nice vlog before our morning nap.