he's sitting up, army crawling like a champ, and loving cheerios. he's switched almost exclusively to formula and put on 2 pounds since his last appointment, bring on the chub. (by the way, formula smells AWFUL, does anyone else gag when you rinse out a bottle, or when your baby burps in your face. gets me every time. sooo gross. i'd have nursed longer if i could just to avoid the smell. ick.)
his hair keeps getting lighter and even looks a little red in the sun (cross your fingers, i'd LOVE a red headed child).
he smiles at everyone and everything, and loves music and bathtime. a friend even told me he was an angel baby...i'm pretty sure it's true.
he's been sleeping longer since we moved, 7:30pm-8:00am which is great, except that it also means he pees out of his diaper almost every morning...
he talks loud, cries soft, and has the best belly laugh, which he shares generously.
he's as sweet as can be and a total mama's boy.
welcome to 8 months little man.
3 comments:
oh, geez, i love that guy. he's the sweetest, happiest, and easiest shanty child. i'm proud to be related to him through the shanty family tree.
oh he is so sweet! i want to hold him and feed him cheerios.
get.me.to.boise.asap! I need to squeeze on him...bad!!
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