Eight

The Little Bit is 8 months old today.

 He has come so far and learned so much already!

Just last night i watched him pull himself up in his crib to grin up at me over the rails.

( note to self - lower crib mattress )

He is eating everything i've thrown at him, sometimes sleeping through the night,

and growing out of all his clothes again - thank god for thrift stores!

He loves his toys, and will sit by himself and play long enough for me to actually accomplish things, 

can i get a hallelujah?!

(k, did you guys know that there's a 'j' in hallelujah?  

it took me like, 23 tries to get spellchecker to tell me how to spell it.)

I am astounded when i think that he still has spent more time on the inside than out.

Sounds like he did some hard time in prison when you put it like that hey ; )

But with those overalls on i wouldn't doubt it - it's his hillbilly-working-on-my-moonshine look.

So things are gunna get crazy around here soon, still waiting for the crawling and walking to happen.
No rush little dude, no rush...

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