Eight months old. My little heart waltzing around outside of my body. You are a sweet child. A happy girl and I love spending my days watching you grow and learn. For the past week two little teeth have been creeping into your mouth. This will make 8 teeth at 8 months. You are pulling up, trying really hard to crawl forward, but always end up going backwards. Yesterday you crawled backwards until you ended up under the coffee table.
We are working on a new sleep routine. So far, so good. You do better on a schedule and I enjoy routine so it works perfect for both of us! I pray every night that you will sleep all the way to the morning. I am still praying ;) You will get there!!!
The older you get the more life changes. I have a strong feeling you are going to be a bit of a wild child. My eyes have to be glued to you or you are in to something. It is funny, it is busy, and I love every second. Except when you are trying to chew on the plants in the house.
On your eight month day we went to the Dash game and hung out with Lucy, Alice and Porter. You love going to the baseball games and watching the lights.
Here you are my dear:
What can I get in to?
Charlotte's grocery store buy.
Trying to stand up or crawl or just scoot.
Dancing.
Cheese Mommy.
My baby.
The best cheeks in the world for kisses!
All I can say after eight months of having you is thank you, I love you, you make life good.
