Eight Months

L.A. is officially 8 months old as of yesterday.  How is it that eight months of pregnancy seemed to take forever, and yet these past eight months have gone by in the blink of an eye?  I cannot believe how much our baby has changed.  I look forward to discovering more and more about him every day. 

In honor of his eight month birthday, here are eight things I want to remember about L.A. this month.

8.  He has just started eating puffs, but he doesn’t quite understand the whole hand to mouth concept just yet.  He gets so excited that there is actually real food in front of him, that he’ll grab onto a puff and squeeze it in his hand until it dissolves.  If you feed them to him though, he’ll eat them forever.

7. He is very close to saying “DaDa”  After 8 months of sleepless nights spent rocking him back to sleep and wondering what his first words would be, I’m so super jealous excited about this.

6.  While he shows no signs of crawling, he has become an excellent roller.  Last night when I went to check in on him, he had managed to turn himself around completely upside down with his head at the foot of his crib – exactly the opposite of how I had laid him down. 

5. He LOVES to swim.  Be it in the bathtub or our neighbor’s pool, as soon as his little feet touch the water he squeals in delight and starts kicking away. 

4.  He is an observer, exactly like his father.  When introduced to a new situation, he needs some time to sit back and take it all in before warming up and quickly becoming the life of the party.

3.  He finally understands and anticipates “Peek-a-boo” and thinks it’s one of the funniest things in the world.

2.  He hugs us back.  One of my favorite things is when I pick him up from daycare and his whole face lights up to see me – as soon as I pick him up, he squeezes in and pats my back.

1. L.A. really is just a sweet boy.  Despite the fact that he’s teething and rather miserable, he always smiles for us, and still has a hilarious sense of humor.

Oh, and he’s doing this adorable thing with his feet.  Every time he sits in his highchair, he has to cross his little piggy toes like this.