Eight Months Old

Bobby continues to be the center of attention around our house.  The girls all fight over holding him and playing with them.  I have realized what a good problem this is since I am rarely in want of a helper.

This little guy has six teeth and boy does he like to use them.  Chew, chew, chew.  He is picking up foods like Cheerios very well with his thumb and index finger.    Now that he’s good at this though, boy we have to watch him like a hawk because he thinks every little speck he finds might be yummy.

I keep thinking he should be sitting up on his own, but  he hasn’t quite mastered that yet.  He rolls all around and has learn to propel himself forward.  I don’t think it will be long before we’ll be chasing him every where!

What joy he brings to my life.  I have been thinking about all the joy we would be missing out on if we had stopped at four children which was our original intention.  We are blessed!