Eight Months

Well, as you can see from the baby banner at the top of my blog, Emma is 8 months and 1 week and some days old. Dang, momma is running behind on this post!

Dear Emma,
You are eight months old. As you can see from your posing below, you are very hard to keep up with now that you are mobile. That's right, you are crawling and pulling up all over the place.

Let's get some stats: you weigh 16 lbs, 11 oz. We went to the doctor last week because you had a bad cough and majorly runny nose. I thought it was turning into a cold, but the doc said it was just to do with your teething. Speaking of which, you have a little tooth poking through the bottom gum. It is almost all the way out. It is the cutest thing. But, you have been in a rare mood for about 3 weeks. You are always such a sweet girl, but you have become a bit more needy and whiny-I know it's just those teeth trying to get through. Another nice tidbit I picked up today is that apparently you have/had a rash that is the tail end of a virus. Or roseola. I suck. How do you not know your kid has a virus. I thought the 101 degree fever on Saturday night was teething. Sorry baby.

Another new thing you have started doing is actually holding on when I pick you up. Yesterday you started patting my back-it made me melt!

Everyone thinks you are about to walk. I am in no hurry for that to occur. Please don't rush.
You are still going to everyone who wants to love on you-no more flipping out. It is nice! Also, you are so excited to meet your cousin Scarlet Hinton! You were rubbing Aunt Sister's belly this weekend (even if I did help you do it!) :D

Loo, you are growing up! I love you dearly!

Sweet girl.

Pulling up on your crib.

You know how to blow raspberries now. You love to do it

when I am feeding you your baby food dinner. Yeah, it's really cute

until then.

Yummy crib-and you are rockin' a lazy eye.