Not that this will shock anyone, but I cannot believe you are 8 months old already. It's ridiculous that I can now talk about "the good old days" when you were teenie tiny and did your shark bite feeding etc. You've been around long enough that I now have distant memories. It's sad, but I love current you so much that I can't imagine it being any different. Here's your 8 month shot:
We had to cram that in late, you were in no mood, this was our initial pre-bottle attempt:
Last check you were 16 lbs 5 oz...this was at the doctors visit when you had pink eye. So far we've brought up pink eye, and a series of colds from day care. You're a trooper, but it's kicking my butt :) Your day care loves you, they said the other parents comment on what a little china doll you are because you're always so calmly sitting and playing with your toys. When I come to get you, you do a little flapping bird thing with your arms. It's how you show you're excited about things, one of these days we'll get it on video before it disappears from your repertoire. You are also getting very skilled at the tantrum. You go the route of holding your breath, which I hate, and then releasing a gut wrenching sob. If it were over anything serious I'd be concerned, but you reserve it for the times when I pull receipts out of your mouth, which is not an area we're going to negotiate on. That too, will be on video shortly. You have a bit of your Aunt in you as well, your new favorite game is to hit me with your rattle and then crack up about it. It's the monster baby mean streak.
You're still an exceptionally happy baby. You rarely cry, and if you do, it's pretty much a hunger thing. You eat like a champ, and you are itching to get moving. You seem to want to bypass the crawl, your latest attempts have all been to pull yourself up on something. I think we'll see you stand before we see you move. You've started flipping yourself onto your stomach to sleep, and while it bothered you at first, now it seems to be your preferred sleep position.
You've gone to a bunch of Nuggets games lately, we've also hit the aquarium and children's museum. You love watching people, so it's always a good time. Your sister's talking now, she refers to you as Kaba. The boys find it hilarious.
We had our tax season kick off party, you were quite a hit. It was at a cooking class, and you got passed around the firm the whole time. The experience wore you out a bit:
We also did a CU Alumni event at monkey business, you're not quite mobile enough to really get much out of it, but I did take you through the obstacle course, down the slide, and through the climbing gym.
Anyway, this coming week will be rough. I have to go to Alaska for work for a few days and it was too expensive to bring you with me. It'll be the longest we've ever been a part and I'm already near tears just thinking about it. Your Aunt T and Grandma are taking some time off of work to hang out with you, so you'll be in good hands, but I will be a wreck. Here are a few more miscellaneous shots:
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