Well, my boy is, obviously, 8 months old now. He has 3 teeth, two lower, one top with the second top almost coming through. He puffs his cheeks out now, holding his breath in and humming at the same time. He has also learned to spit, tongue between the lips and blowing. It's real funny. He thinks so too. He's a comedian, like his dad tries to be. He will do something, see that it gets a reaction from people, and do it over and over, looking to see if we're still laughing. He loves rolling around on our bed. It's a king size waterbed so to him, it's this vast down-comforted sea. He eats Ritz crackers almost everyday; he loves the things. That's thanks to my cousin, Danyell, who gave him one at a reception we were at. He has wanted them endlessly since then. He hates riding in the carseat. Well, he hates being put in the carseat; once the engine is on and we're on the road, he's happy as a clam. He has started throwing temper tantrums. They're not major. He yells in protest while jutting his belly out, arching his back so that you can't hold him or sit him down or buckle him in. (cue eye-rolling) He doesn't want to stop for anything. The kid can't walk, but would run if he could. And he gets upset at me when I don't let him go run like he would like to. He doesn't understand that he would fall flat on his face if I let go. Poor thing. Wanting to move and doesn't know how yet. He is crawling now, got the knees in it and everything. Still resembles an army crawl, but soon he'll have it perfected. I'll go to get him up from a nap and he'll be on his hands and knees, just rocking back and forth in his bed. He's working on pulling himself up now. He gets both hands up on the couch, but then doesn't know what to do with his legs. So he hangs there and pulls, and then lets go and fusses a little, then tries again. It's the cutest thing. Let's see, what else?....He still says "mama" and now has little baby talk conversations, even changing his tone and volume within his little speeches. He preaches now too. He starts off babbling real soft then get real chesty and loud. It doesn't sound angry, just....preachy. And when we laugh, he just looks up and smiles, like "what?"He loves books, loves for me to read to him. He will start preaching if I don't turn the pages fast enough for him. He doesn't care for black and white anymore, just color. We have the book "Goodnight, Moon" and in it, the pages alternate between black and white and color. He doesn't like every other page. He's a charmer, loves the ladies. And one thing I really love about him- he can be so unhappy, or bored or fussy but put him in public and he's a whole new person. He's a fun-loving, happy Simon we know and love. I mean, he's like that 98% of the time regardless (He really is the best baby.) but when he does get a little fussy, that all goes away where it matters- with other people. I think he's just a social-bug. The center of attention at a huge party is where the kid wants to be.
I can't believe he's growing up so fast.
