Month 8 has gone pretty well - you are eating lots of non-boob food and so far we have seen no evidence of allergies. You did have a trip to the doctor for a fever that turned out to be one of the most trying 3 hours of my parenthood (so far)...a rotation of highly skilled phlebotomists and nurses took turns jabbing, pricking, and poking you for samples of your precious baby blood, and it turns out you don't like being jabbed, pricked, and poked. Who knew?
But mostly late July to late August has been kind to our little family (despite the 95 degree F days ad nauseum). Here are some of the highlights, with minimal explication:
Post bath time hair brushing is one of my favorite parts of the process.
And speaking of bath time, the combination of your ability to sit up and your realization that we're not trying to drown you has made your cleaning sessions far more pleasant.
You still do not crawl...we're trying not to freak out about the pace of your development in this area (everything else seems to be coming along well and per a fairly typical schedule)...what you do do is this superman-esque flying thing. The more you want something that's out of your reach, the more you lift arms and legs.
Narcissist.
Of course, your mother and I take hundreds of pictures of you every month, so maybe it's natural that you think you are super handsome. But, of course, you ARE!
Sleep continues to be the biggest daily struggle. This pic is from an afternoon nap, and you have really come along in regards to that kind of sleep. It's the nighttime routine that needs some work, but maybe by the September issue of the Look at My Amazing Child! your mom and I will have cracked that puzzle.
Love you, Buddy.