One Gr8 Month.

My eighth month was pretty awesome. The weather was warm, which meant an introduction to the "outside." It is pretty green, including the thick carpet that grows out front. I wanted to eat it, but Mommy wouldn't let me. I tried rocks too. Mom was not pleased. Apparently, they are for decoration?? Beats me! Other than that small, harmless mishap, 8 really was great! Here are some highlights. Enjoy!

First Outside Swing.

Hanging with Dad.

Mommy: my personal assistant (also known as slave).

I pay her well: hugs, kisses and cuddles.

"Here here! I propose endless milk kegs and a buffet of Gerber fruit puffs!"

Bath time: one of the last in the infant tub.

Who's a big kid?!?

"She's maniac, maniac on the floor!"

"And she's dancin' like she's never danced before!"

I was channelling the 80s. How retro of me.

With Dad. Check out my choppers!

First shopping fully disinfected cart.

Check out Target's sock display.

First outdoor pack-n-play experience.

Daddy and a fashion maven!

Oh wait, that's me!

Gang signs?

Conductor?

Toys. Toys. And even more Toys!

Footless PJs. A new thing.

First umbrella stroller. Very handy and fun.