Isaac turned 8-months old yesterday.
Whoa!
Other than teething, getting over a little cold, waking up EVERY NIGHT to eat (a new pattern that makes me revoke the "best sleeping baby award" that I gave him months ago), he is a delightful little guy.
~ He's on the MOVE...all over the place.
We can no longer put him on the floor and think he'll stay there.
~ He enjoys eating...although NOTHING with texture.
He literally vomits with anything more solid than stage 2 baby food.
This is a phenomenon we haven't quite figured out, but we'll give it time.
~ He loves babbling...and he seems to say, "Da da" over and over as he gets his diaper changed. Haven't figured out the connection...
must be a boy thing. :)
~ He's in the "drop it and watch Mommy pick it up" stage.
Over, and over, and over. Fun game! Ha!
~ He's had three hair cuts, and he's due for another one soon.
~ Just like his sister, he loves shoes. He crawls over to them, wherever they may be, and he attempts to teeth on them.
Another phenomenon that may go unanswered.
~ He's probably 21-22 pounds...although that is based on weighing myself and then doing it again while holding the little tank. Very accurate.
He's LOVED!