You are now EIGHT months old! Wow, lil fella, you're getting to be mama's big boy. You've changed your looks so much over the course of time. You're even more handsome than the day you were born, and you just keep getting cuter & cuter every day. :)
You have the biggest, brightest blue eyes. Your hair is getting very thick and getting lighter. Looks like we're going to have us two blond-haired, blue-eyed boys. Fine with me.
You got both of your two bottom teeth within two days this month. Now, the two bottom ones next to those are trying to cut through. Your two top teeth are budding, too. All this teething makes you a little cranky. You do pretty good, though. We'll get through it. Thank God for teething tablets and Tylenol. ;)
You have been sitting up all by yourself now. I love to see you and your brother play. Since you can sit alone, it's easier for y'all to be more interactive with each other. It makes my heart smile. Jubal loves you so much. You're pretty in love with him, too.
We moved you out of your carrier this past week. You are really liking your new car seat. I love looking in the rearview mirror and seeing your little curious face. You look all around and take everything in. You're really growing up on me, baby.
As much as I would like to keep you little forever, I'm glad you're gaining some independence. I would be lying if I said I preferred the newborn stage more than the toddler stage. I love it when you can express yourself more and I'm able to help you more since I know what's wrong.
I love you, though, no matter what stage you are in. You are my sweet baby. The baby of our family. We are complete. I love you more than all the leaves on all the trees, as your daddy would say. You are so loved. Happy eight months, sweet Gentry!
Forever & Always,
Mama
