Eight Months

This baby has been such a joy, and I find it so difficult to think that eight months have passed since his debut into our home. Much of this year is a vague memory (someone asked me yesterday if he had ever been sick and I honestly couldn't remember), yet we have had many sweet moments.

Matthew is happy and full of smiles. He is content to play by himself, but he relishes a helping hand so he can pull to stand. He is ever excited by the big boys' moves, and eagerly awaits their next moves.

He is busy and anxious to figure out this whole crawling business. (We will be returning the Bumbo, Clara, as he is just too squirmy and nearly fell out backwards).

Though his only supplemental food now is puffed rice cereal (which looks like maggots), he is plump and healthy. Andrew has enjoyed celebrating these milestones ("Are we going to make a cake, Momma?") so tonight we will have a Jello "8."