You are eight months old! You are now an adept crawler, not doing any of the weird bear crawls or one legged push offs that so many of your comrades do. You crawl very civilized, on hands and knees and not too quickly. You have also taken to cruising: you pull yourself up to standing on the coffee table and walk around it, hand to hand and foot to foot. You like to see what's on the table and taste everything before flinging it to the ground. Sometimes you will try to hold onto a found treasure and cruise at the same time and get a bit puzzled. Not frustrated, though-you're so delighted with your new found mobility that nothing about it deters you. You fall, you run out of table, you get stuck under the table...no matter. Everything is a thrill.
Last weekend we went to visit my grandma's brother in Connecticut. WOW, did you love the country, city baby! There were chipmunks and birds and so much green...it was lovely. Your great great uncle has an adorable house with a stream that he dammed this summer and we floated on the water in a raft. You kept trying to go swimming, trailing your fingertips along the surface, delighted with the cool water and the water bugs. We ate all our meals outside and slept to the sound of cicadas and crickets. And no one got any tick bites! Huge success.
dining al fresco
Daddy is making a silly face at you
You want to go swimming!
Pea PJs! Our favorite!
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