Eight
months!The boys have smiled, rolled, wiggled, slapped, screamed, laughed, and eaten their way into their eighth month.
Dash: loves food and will vibrate in his chair with opened mouth until you give him something on a spoon. Doesn't matter if it's oatmeal or carrots or peas or yogurt. He wants it! Most of his free time is spent lying on the floor on his stomach with arms outstretched, flying. He rocks around and occasionally gets his knees under him but hasn't done much else.
He loves holding his own bottle to eat
A favorite toy: the smiling gearsLiam: would rather eat the spoon than what's on it. Once you put him on the floor he motors all over the place. First was the army crawl and then in the past few days has been some surprisingly effective crawling attempts. He only gets in a few in a row before giving up and going back to rocking on his knees, but he does manage to get wherever he wants to go. His biggest temptation: any cookbook that Charlie is reading.
good friends with the cats, who are surprisingly tolerant
Liam's wrinkles, long live the wrinkles!
Giggle fest!
2 comments:
I've missed your photos and stories these last endless weeks, but today I am sated! The only thing Anne Geddes has that you don't is a studio and endless props. Keep up the blog; you are a pro (and living our lives in your house for us:-) Stanza
ahhhh- once again I can drool over the baby flesh that is so gnawable!
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