the babbling is becoming more direct and intense and when you feel the urge you just ‘talk’ away. noises are abundant lately. your teachers comment on your chewbacca impressions and you’ll blow raspberries for days.
i’ve gotta say we have lucked out in the happy baby department. i am constantly getting comments about how happy and smiley you are (also about your chunkiness but, more on that later). you know no strangers! everyone you meet is a friend and when i take you for visits at work and you get passed from one person to the next you just smile and coo with the best of ’em. it delights all of the grandmas and grandpas.
you are very alert and aware of your surroundings and you love laughing. you laugh and giggle when others laugh, particularly mommy. we play every night and whenever i pick you up and start laughing you get the giggles which makes me laugh which gives you the hiccups….it’s the best kind of cycle.
at daycare you’ve been busy: sensory play for ocean week, purple mashed potatoes for color exploration, a petting zoo and firetruck, and lots of outside time! lately they’ve made special note to call out your favorite toys – balls and the alphabet bus.
you are a little creature of habit and some nights are simply incorrigible. you wake between 2 and 3 AM for a few ounces and then it’s back to sleep and up at 6/6:30 ready to play. there was period for a week plus that you were waking again 2-3 times a night which was rough on your working parents! in the past month you did sleep through the night (the night before my half marathon). it was a miracle! thank you! however, we’ve come to a point of last resort. after your 1 feeding we let you cry it out. it’s sucks! but rocking you for 30 minutes after eating is a bit much and was leaving us running close to empty. i hate hearing you cry but you usually fall back asleep within a few minutes and don’t wake until morning.
nicknames; i’ve given you so many! here are the ones i’m guilty of calling you: chunky monkey, pork chop (this one originated with grandpa gary), carson baby, and pnuggey or pnugs – apparently i couldn’t commit to peanut or nugget so i mashed the two into one all your own.
by virtue of contracting pink eye – again! – we got weight and height measurements. this month you are officially 17 lbs 12 oz (33rd percentile) and 2′ 1″ – you have not grown up – still 0 percentile. you’re in size three diapers and six month everything else.
phew! i think that about covers it. i love you little man. more than you will ever know!! happy eight months.
|yep, we brush every night. he loves it!|
|it’s rare you get so mad you cry – that face though.|
|we’ve recently discovered you love steering wheels.|