Cool Things to do at 8 Months

I turned 8 months old yesterday. Can you believe it? It has been a busy time for me. In the past 2 weeks I've learned....
*To crawl! Cousin Sydney is 5 and she can do all sorts of cool big kid things. Last week she was coloring and I took my first crawling paces in an attempt to get into her crayon tin. Break out the gates!
*To say "Dada"! I came up with this one just the other day. To all the babies out there, you should work on this one. The parents eat this stuff up. I don't even know what "da da" means but I do know that every time I say it my parents react as though I'm a child genius.
*To bite! Just this evening I learned that I get quite a reaction out of Mom if I bite her during feedings. She didn't seem pleased but I couldn't help but laugh. This seemed to confuse her. She gave me a very stern, "No!" but this just made me laugh harder. Right, Mom, you're so hard core! Now she's trying to smother me every time I do it. Something about negative reinforcement. I heard her telling Dad I left bite marks. Ha!
*To eat finger foods. Mom is breaking out the good stuff lately. I knew she'd been holding out on me. I eat mashed bananas, baked apple and sweet potato cubes and anything I can grab out of a person's hands before they catch me.

It Ain't Pretty But I'm Learnin'

The Good....
The Bad...
And the ugly (if there is such a thing)...

All I Want for Spring Break Is My 2 Front Teeth...

They've finally arrived....my 2 front teeth. It has taken what seems like forever for them to drop into place and cut through. Not a fun experience and I have to admit I've been a bit cranky lately. Let's hope that the pain will soon pass and I can go back to my happy self for a while. In the meantime I'm rockin' a pair on top and a pair on bottom! All the better to gnaw on star puffs and Mum Mums.

This is a photo of me devouring a Mum Mum. They're my new favorite since they're aerodynamically shaped (like a surfboard). I can shove them into my mouth at warp speed. As you can tell by the debris, I usually end up with small bits of rice cracker gummed on my clothes, hands, blankets, face....you name it. It makes a lovely surprise when I find a cracker bite gooed into my neck fold later on. Snack time!

Changing Table Gymnast

It’s me again, the Max attack
Watch me flip from front to back

Lay me down and off I go
Hold me still? Oh, no, no!

You say it’s time to get me dressed?
I can tell you now I’m not impressed

Turn me back and ask me to stay?
Not a chance. It’s time to play!

I launch myself and squeal with delight
Give it up, Mom...you’ve lost the fight

Angelfish in Training

Today I went swimming with the ladies. Mom, Sydney, Aunt Shelby and I all packed into the car and headed to the indoor pool at a local recreation center. On the ride there my cousin Syd sat really, really close to me since my car seat is in the center. I kept reaching out to touch her but I was strapped in too tightly so I contented myself with patting her booster seat and talking to her.

Inside the rec center there were people all over. I just love people. I could stare at them for hours. The ladies changing room was packed with people of all shapes and sizes. See, this is the fun thing about being a baby....I can stare all that I want at naked people and nobody takes offense. Try doing that as an adult!

The pool was loaded with kids and parents. I was dressed to impress in my orange and navy hawaiian print swim shorts. Heads were certainly turning as I entered the pool. "Hello, baby lady. My name is Maximillian. You can call me Max! Swim here often?"

Aunt Shelby and Mom floated me all around the pool. I watched Sydney and Mom go flying down the waterslide. I can't wait until I'm big enough to go down too! Mom enrolled me in angelfish water classes at the pool this Spring. It's supposed to be teach us how to enjoy the water but I have higher aspirations. I want to be swimming by Summer so that I can chase after Syd in the cyclone pool. I tried to tell Mom that but every time I talk to her she just smiles at me, kisses my cheeks and tells me how cute I am. Doesn't she get that I'm telling her important things?

It's been a great day. Well, except for a moment of panic for Dad who nearly broke the heating wire that he had just set in floor leveler in the basement bathroom. He was chiseling a high spot in the cement and accidentally hit the line. This would have meant chiseling the entire heating system out of the cement. Amateur! I need to get older so that I can take care of my dad and mom. They seriously need help!

P.S. I talked Mom into changing the settings so that anyone could leave a comment and not just registered users.

My Favorite Things

This weekend Mom bought me a new Fisher Price drum toy. It's pretty cool. There is a cymbal, snare drum, and other drum stuff. Anyway, the important part is that I hit it with my hand and it lights up and makes noises. When I whack the tambourine it says, "Bippity, beep, bop, boo, YEAH!" Mom laughs hysterically which is disturbing since she's 30 years old. I know the box said 6 months and up but seriously, Mom.

This got me to thinking of my favorite things and I thought I would share a few.....

1) Boobs. 'Nuff said.

2) The mobile that hangs on my door. When Mom lays me on the changing table I immediately arch my head back to take it in. If I'm lucky enough to get within reach I whack it with all my might. It's glorious to see all the stick and animals flying. Mom quickly places her hand over my face and spoils my fun since I can't see the destruction. Such a kill joy!

3) Dylan the Duck. He's the best. He's a stuffed yellow ducky on a surfboard with a dolphin and fish hanging below. Mom straps it on wherever we go. I think she just likes it because I can't throw it overboard. Either way, it's a great toy.

Attack of the Lady Killer

This weekend I had a reunion with my long-time buddy Naomi. We go way back. In fact, we've known each other since we were 3 weeks old. Our mommies got us together at least weekly when they were on maternity leave. Look how we've grown!

I also met another baby lady, Jocelyn, at my friend Dylan't first birthday. I was drooling like mad but she didn't hold it against me. I've still got moves!

However my favorite lady will always be...mommy. (Can you tell that Mom edits this? Sheesh, it's like living in Communist China!)