tiff @ thecoffeehouse

eight months, I love you


Today was a good one. So good that this only counts as half of a post and I'll show you the other half tomorrow (naps permitting). Porter is just over eight months old and I have to say that this is by far my favorite age to date. I know, I know, moms always say that. "Oh but really ... this is the best age ever." "Oh wait, no ... this is the best age ever." But really. This is guys! Eight months is the best. I have a lot of friends who love the newborn stage and would do anything to go back to that time when their baby was truly a baby. No way hosay. I like that my baby can sit up unassisted. I like that he only takes three naps instead of 18. I like that he giggles at the silly faces I make and reaches out for me once he realizes he's being held by someone else (I know I'm not supposed to like this, but I secretly do). I like that he has his own little personality and tries so very hard to have conversations with the adults around him. I like that he is extremely observant and curious and ... wants to put everything in his mouth.
Don't worry, I got the rock out. And only got yelled at by Dan twice on the way home.
So until next month ... this is the best month. ;)
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