I Can't Believe He Is Eight Months!

Oops. I don't know why the pictures came up first. Oh well. As you can see, he loves splashing!

This is his favorite bath toy... A red cup!

Father like son. They both love holding the remote! Aren't they so cute together?

I was shopping and found a Polo shirt that was the same as Jon's. Obviously, I couldn't resist. They wore matching outfits to church on Sunday. I know, I am such a dork. I think they are adorable.

Now, here is my post.

I can't believe my sweet boy is eight months already. I am teary-eyed as I type. It is all going by too fast. He is as beautiful as ever. He is constantly learning new things. For instance, he reaches up to be picked up and loves to grunt and say "gaga". He completely loves his bath. He splashes around like a wild man, letting out loud screams as he kicks and splashes. It is hilarious. Of all the bath toys, his favorite is a free cup we got from a store. Go figure! He loves music of all kinds, but he really enjoys the theme tune to "Mash". We watch it every afternoon and he stops whatever he is doing and listens to it until it is over. I think that is precious.

We have run into two problems at this age. I am hoping they are temporary. All of a sudden, he hates having his diaper changed. I am constantly having to distract him or simply try to handle his legs into position. He cries through it most of the time. I don't know what else to do. I haven't changed a thing in routine as for as that goes. The second issue we are trying to deal with is the church nursery. For two Sundays in a row, we have been buzzed from Sunday School and from the worship service. I think I figured it out. He usually gets a cat nap in before we leave. But, I don't think that is enough to get him through the two hours. His normal nap falls right between S.S. and worship. So, Jon and I are thinking we may have to take two cars and alternate which one of us will miss S.S. that day and just have him there for worship time. Also, they keep trying to put him in the big stroller that holds 6 or 8 kids. He hates it! He starts screaming. I don't know why. He likes when I take him for a stroll around the neighborhood. We will see what happens next time.

It seems he is growing and changing every day. I take pictures all of the time because I don't want to forget one moment of it. I feel so blessed to have him. He brings us all joy I never could have imagined.