8 months--January 2012

Happy New Year! My parents are talking about it being a new year. I'm not sure what that means. They tell me I'm now 8 months old and I feel it, too! I'm getting around quite a bit. One minute my parents sit me down, and the next they find me whimpering stuck under one of our tables or chairs. I get so frustrated not being able to just crawl out, but soon I'll get there.
I'm able to sit for long periods of time and keep myself content with a variety of toys and things I find on the carpet to play with or taste out. I hear worry in my mom's voice when she speaks of me being "mobile" and how much more they have to sweep and vacuum so I won't pick up too many crazy things to eat. Really, now, is it that bad?

8 months old at Grandma Laura's house!

Having some fun in a friend's play structure. There is so much to do on these things!

In trying to keep me busy, mom got this swing for me. Here's my brother giving me instructions on how to bounce or swing.

Interesting hair day--was channeling some type of punk rocker.