Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Eight months.

Late as usual.

So much to say about my little Kiery. I think that eight months with you is my favorite so far. You have kept up your sunny disposition and your smile is constant.

You are a mover and a shaker. You army crawl in record time, are up on all fours, and can sit yourself up so quickly. You babble all day, and Deckie lets us know what you are talking about.

No teeth yet, but you can definitely eat. You love black beans, avacado, bananas, crackers and anything you can pick up yourself. Your pincer grip is way better and you get so proud of yourself when you work to get that food in your mouth. You also love drinking water, and can drink from a straw. However, if you get a hold of the cup yourself you get way too distracted by banging it all around for you to actually drink anything.

You love watching your brother and spend a good amount of your day following him around. You are trying so hard to keep up with him.

Basically, Kieran, you were meant for us. My love for you grows stronger every day.

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