Yesterday, we attended a birthday party for Noah's cousins Silas and Eli.
Yesterday, Noah turned 8 months. Tomorrow, Silas turns 1-year-old. Next week, Eli turns 4-years-old.
A couple of party animals.
At 8-months-old, Noah's current accomplishments include sitting up on his own unassisted, standing (assisted), and eating bits and pieces of Mommy and Daddy's (but mostly Mommy's) food. He's about 21 1/2 pounds and 29 inches. John and I agree that this age is just awesome. He's so super cute and cuddly and playful. Long gone are the days of colic. Now he has a very predictable schedule, which includes naps from 10 am-noon and 2 pm-4 pm, and then bedtime from 8 pm-8 am. Everyday is a new adventure for all of us, and it's been so much fun watching him as he learns and discovers new things.
Well, almost everything has been fun. He's recently discovered that he can crawl in the space between our couch and computer desk.
And he's discovered some of Mommy's sheet music.
But STILL super cute and cuddly and playful.
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