8 Months

(This post is about a week late, and over the past week he has hit some big milestones, so I am going to leave those out and include them in his 9 month post.)

My Rudy boy, you are eight months old already, and I cannot figure out for the life of me where the time has gone! You are such a big boy.  You are scooting around on your belly and rolling all over the place.  You can get to just about anywhere you want by doing that!   You have started pulling yourself up on a few things, like the laundry basket, but can only do it from a sitting position.  If you  are on your belly you can't quite figure out how to get up, so you scream until someone comes and helps you.  You have quite the personality already.  You love to babble, babble, babble...especially in big open places that echo, like church.  I use the word babble loosely because it is usually more of a shout than anything....not out of anger or frustration, but out of excitement and a love for hearing your own voice.  You really are just like your dad!  You are eating much better these days.  About half-way through your 8th month you decided that you would like to open your mouth for a spoon and I no longer dread giving you food.  You still don't eat alot, about one container of food a day, but you still nurse well and get more than enough to eat!  Your favorite foods are bananas, pears, and squash. Your hair is starting to get longer on the top and right over your ears, so it makes for quite an interesting do.  I've been faux hawking your hair because I think it's so darn cute.  You're getting quite a bad case of seperation anxiety and you immediately start crying if I leave the room, even just to throw something away.  You haven't been sleeping very well, and I think that you may have a few teeth coming in.  It's really hard for me to tell because you've had little white spots since you were born, but your gums are swollen, you've been drooling, and you sleep alot better if you get a little Tylenol before bed.  (Disclaimer: I don't dose my child with drugs to make him sleep on a regular basis.  This was a 2 night thing because he seemed to be in alot of pain those nights!) You still love playing with Murphy and your current favorite toys are a little hammer teether that the Hayes family got you for Christmas and your Elmo iPod that Gma and Gpa Woodard got you for Christmas.  You are a happy boy if you have them within your reach!  Your dad and I were just talking about how it's getting hard to remember what life was like before you were around.  You are the absolute joy of our lives.  We love you, little man!

Picture to follow!