Happy EIGHT Months, Bug!

Just seems like yesterday we were writing your name and the number seven in the sand. With the blink of an eye, here we are, and you are eight months old. It has gone by entirely too fast for all of us and it really needs to slow down already...I'd do anything to make it go a little bit slower. Can I just be honest for a second and say I didn't even want to make the 8? There I said it, and that's why it is not all fancy. I'm in denial, let me be there this month....I'll come back strong on the 9.

Your typical day...you wake up at around 7-8 and give me the biggest smile imaginable when I open that bedroom door. I have to catch that smile on camera tomorrow morning because it is a heart melting type smile. A smile like you haven't seen me in a few days or that I was the most beautiful woman in the world. I definitely have to catch it because there will be a day when I go to wake you up and you will dread it...but not now...now you love when I open that door. Back to your day...I bring you in our bed to nurse and talk about your sleep and the day we have ahead. Then it is downstairs for Cheerios and fruit. I vacuum while you are eating (which you are completely intrigued by) because once I put you down anything you find is fair game to put in your mouth. After that, you are an on the go player! You love your toys, but you also love anything you can't have, which includes but is not limited to fuzz balls, wires, shoes. Then, you usually end up wearing yourself out after 2 hours and are ready for a nap. And it all starts over from there....a cycle that I would love to repeat every day of my life.
It is amazing how such a little girl can have such a BIG personality! But, you do and you keep us laughing daily. You have started to imitate things, noises, laughs, movements and it is hilarious. You are still going strong on the fake sneezes because well, we still get a kick out of it. You even add in a fake cough here and there to keep us interested, like a little actress. You have learned how to click your tongue by watching me, which I was very impressed by, but I am your Mom, so it's kind of my job.

It looks as though you have become quite the Daddy's girl. You are so happy to see him when he walks in that door. You light up and smile all over yourself when he comes home and if you're not the first person that he talks to, well let's just say you get your feelings hurt.

I am the only person you will laugh for, though and this makes us wonder because I'm really not that funny.

You started feeding yourself like a big girl! It is so cute to watch the adorable process. I can't even help the giggle fit that I have as you try to get something off of your lip. The way that you pick certain things out of what is on your tray also amuses me. You seem to love stinky things like cheese...even sharp or provolone... broccoli and eggs...peppers and eggs happens to be one of your favorites and you make the "om nom nom" noises the entire time. I love it. I'm going to introduce you to a lot of onions and fish so you are not like me!

So, Happy EIGHT Months, Bug!
Bug. I'm proud to say I gave you that nickname, even though Daddy is the king of nicknames! You have always been our lovebug, cuddlebug, snugglebug and one night I said, "Come on, bug, time for bed". Daddy said "I love it" and there you have it. Daddy even got you a bug stuffed animal that you LOVE!...and chew on the antennas!

Picture time....