- You are the best little eater. There is pretty much nothing I won't let you try, at least in little cheerio sized portions. When Bennett was a baby the recommendations on potential allergy foods was different, so he didn't eat any of those until he was one. But now they say the earlier the better as long as it's regular, so you've already had eggs, dairy products, peanut butter, and strawberries. The only thing we're not allowed to give you yet is honey. You are also just so much more interested in real food than Bennett was. I remember it was a really big deal when Bennett was one and the day came where I could make the same lunch for both of us. With you, you pretty much demand we let you try whatever we're eating so at mealtimes we just sit you in our highchair and feed you little bits of whatever we're serving. You're doing much better now at finger feeding yourself too, although it's still pretty clumsy.
- We finally moved you into your room on Christmas Eve to start sleeping there at night. I've been working with you too on trying to sleep through the night. It's going pretty well, usually I'll feed you once and then the rest of the night if you wake up we just comfort you back to sleep. Half the time that means I just take you into my bed where you cuddle up and sleep the rest of the night. But still progress!
- I would say that as of the last couple days we officially have an army crawler - you do really well pulling yourself to wherever you need to go, although it takes a while.
- Daddy is always teasing you about your wrists that won't stay still, you're always twirling your hands around.
- Have I mentioned that you are definitely a Daddy's girl? You just adore him and sometimes prefer him to me.
- Your fingernails still grow so fast! I have to trim them several times a month.
- You have always liked pulling your blankets and toys to cover your face, both when sleeping and playing. You just get a kick out of it.
- You are aware now when people leave the room and will wail pitifully if you feel you're being left alone.
Monday, January 16, 2017
8 months
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