Happy 8 months girlfriend. Wow, are you changing. Every single day you are changing. You are getting so big so fast.
You are so sweet and funny. Not sure how a 8 month old can be funny but you are. You just smile and crinkle your little nose and we smile and laugh. You smile and the world melts.
You are loving food these days. You now eat anything we give you. Your eating schedule looks like this: 7 oz bottle when you wake up, cereal for breakfast about 30 minutes to an hour later, 6 oz bottle four hours after your first bottle, lunch (some type of food, normally a fruit and puffs), another 6 oz bottle four hours later, dinner (fruit, veggie and puffs) and then a 7 oz bottle before bed. You are learning how to grab the puffs and put them in your mouth. You now hold your bottle all by yourself every time. You love having control of it. You aren't a huge fan of the sippy cup. I'm going to get you a different type and try something new.
Sister, you used to sleep anywhere from 12-14 hours. For a month or two you were sleeping until at least 9:00 every single day. Sometimes 9:30-10:00. Now you are up on most mornings between 7:30-8:00. What are you doing?? Brother is up every day at 7:30 so we start our days early. I feel bad complaining because you sleep all night without making a peep but you spoiled us there for a while. You take two sometimes three naps a day. You don't really like taking the third nap so you sometimes fight it really hard. Your naps are anywhere from 1.5-3 hours. Your sleeping has completely changed. You still nap and sleep very well but you just don't do it as long anymore. Crazy girl. You are like your Aunt Sum and stay in one spot all night long. You wake up in the exact same spot you went to sleep in. You never wiggle around. Brother is like me, he's all over his crib laying in a million different positions. You not so much. You are super excited to see us in the mornings. You will be a great morning person when you grow up.
You are the prettiest thing ever. Your Daddy tells you how pretty you are 100 times a day. He's madly in love with you. I love how much he loves you. You are the only other girl I want him to be in love with. You have the sweetest little grin. Your two little teeth show and your crinkle your nose. You have learned how to make crazy noises and you talk, a lot. We think you will definitely talk earlier than Brother did.
You are easy going and quiet lazy. You've still never really rolled over. You loved sitting up and playing with your toys. You will sit in one spot and play for a very long time. Watching Brother be Brother is one of your favorite activities. You don't enjoy tummy time even though you can lift your head up like a little turtle. Your little legs are getting stronger and you love to stand up. You aren't pulling up on anything but will be very soon. You are extremely grabby. You want/try to grab everything! It drives me crazy. Asher wasn't a grabber. We have to be very careful with you.
You are starting to get a little clingy. You know strangers and aren't a fan. You will grab on tight to our arms when someone's talking to you. You don't just go to anyone. You are a little unsure of men. Most women don't bother you. You always go right to the ladies in the nursery at church {who always brag on how sweet you are by the way}. You are a little bit of a Mommy's girl at the moment. It's a tight race but I'm a little tiny bit a head of Daddy. He can make you smile and laugh a lot harder than Mommy though. You sure do love him. When he gets home from work you go crazy! Your whole body wiggles and moves when you see him.
You still hate getting in your car seat most days. You are fine within minutes but it's just the thought of being strapped in that makes you mad. You loved the bouncer for a few months but now have no interest. Bath time is your favorite time of the day. You scream and splash with excitement. You love to pinch but we don't appreciate it. You grab and pull my hair, please stop. You give the best butterfly kisses and you have our hearts.


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