Well, it’s been a while since I’ve posted — I’ve actually missed HBomb’s 9 month post. Not to worry, there’s nothing wrong here, we’ve just been swept up in house hunting stuff. We made an offer, had an inspection and ran screaming. Yup, the amount we can pay for a house doesn’t go too far these days. Even when you’re looking 45 miles from Boston. Worst housing market ever.

And BTW, anyone read the housing info porn in Wired this month? Where it said the average price of a house these days is $138,601 for a 3BR 2BA 2,330 sq. ft. home? Yup, you can’t find that ANYWHERE in New England. NO WHERE. Anyone else want to kick me in the balls where we’re at it?

But back to H, ‘cause, after all, that’s what this is all about. He’s doing great! He’s having tons of fun tearing around the house and grabbing anything not on a nano scale to stick in his mouth (this includes dirt I can barely see and crumbs I didn’t notice until he was chewing on them). His newest acheivement is standing on this own.

It’s both scary and funny to watch. He pulls himself up on something, lets go, teeters for a few seconds and falls. For him it’s all a mind game. I know this because he stands just fine — straight up and down and sturdy — until he realizes he’s standing, then the balance thing gets to him and on his butt he goes. Standing for him is kinda like that cartoon cliche where the coyote ends up stopping in mid air about three feet off the side of the cliff. You know, then he looks down, realizes he’s in mid air, holds up a sign and falls. That’s standing for Hayes. Except he can’t write or spell, so there’s no sign. There’s just falling.

We figure he’s going to be an early walker. He’s already let go of a chair once and taken a step, only to land on his head. Yup, totally mobile kid is in the works. Just in time for Haloween. We’re scared.