Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Eight Months.

Eight months.  Wow.  (Here is where I will skip all the stuff I write every month about how I can’t believe how fast you’re growing up on me!)

You are a force to be reckoned with.  That is for sure.  You are incredibly mobile, and all over the place.  Your favorite place to scope out is the DVD shelf.  That is probably the biggest no-no in this house.  Daddy takes a LOT of pride in his DVDs (cases and organization included) and you just looooove to take them off the shelf and chew on them.  He pretty much freaks out if anything is wrong with them, so you are moved often, but you always go back.  You don’t like to be moved either.  You realize your hard work and you get super angry when we move you away from whatever it is you are doing.  You also love to chew on wires, and pretty much anything you can, so you are moved a lot.  Lucky for us, we can usually distract you with cuddles and love, and you calm down pretty quickly.

Every morning I put you in your playpen in front of the fish.  You love to watch them swim around.  This allows me to get Quinn changed, get her situated, get myself situated, and get you taken care of in that half of the house.  It’s nice.  I hope you continue to love fish when you get older.  They are so relaxing to look at.  We have a few baby fish in there, Quinn likes to point them for you, and tell you how cute they are.

Recently, you have started babbling and making a lot more noise than you used to.  Most of it is just coos and caas, but there are some mommas, dadas, and nanas in there.

You have had a few milestones this month.  You finally figure out how to sit up on your own, and you can now sit up, and stay up unassisted.  Because of this, we finally ditched your baby bath tub, and you could not be happier.  You love to splash and slide around the full-sized bathtub.  Sometimes I wonder who is more wet when the bath is over, you, who has been sitting in the water, or daddy, who was bathing you, but in the direct path of your constant splashing.  I can’t wait to get you into a pool, I think you will love swimming.  The way you sit yourself up is hilarious sometimes.  You put yourself into the full splits, and push up from the middle.  Maybe you will be a little gymnast someday, because I’ve even caught you sleeping in the splits.  We have also tried giving you food, because you seem really interested in whatever we are eating.  Since your digestive system still isn’t in full form yet, we can’t quite just hand you what’s on our plates, but every time we’ve tried to give you food, you’re not a fan.  We’ve tried avocados and bananas, and you will take one bite, crinkle your nose, and not let any more in your mouth.  Your sister, however, has tried to feed you her food several times, and you’ve had a taste of a French fry or two, and while you seem to enjoy them in your mouth, your stomach doesn’t appreciate all the grease, and you end up sick.

When things make you happy, you tense up, get a big silly grin, put your arms out, and shake.  I don’t know why.  It scared me the first few times, but it’s funny now.  A lot of things make you excited and happy, so you’ve been doing this a lot lately.  You seem to just love life in general, and not much can make you upset, you even (still) laugh in your sleep.

Love you smiley girl.

Love,
Momma

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