Yesterday (or maybe technically today, since there's no 31st of November) Griffin turned 8 months old. And oh boy, has it been a fun month! Just in the last few weeks, he's started clapping, giving a version of high-fives, saying "Dada" all the time, trying hard to pull up on the furniture (or Mama's leg, Dixie's stairs, his crib, whatever's available), rolling from back to belly, sitting up from a hands-and-knees position, and....drumroll please....crawling! So much fun :) The crawling is mostly backwards right now, but he's definitely mobile.
Griff's also eating more finger foods and expressing his opinion more and more (like whining when I take a favorite toy or bottle away). I'm loving all these changes and can't wait to see what the next month holds. It's like he's becoming a real person now.
We also suffered through our first baby cold. Yuck! It was mostly just a runny nose, sneezing, extra sleepy/grumpy kind of cold, but Griff made it through and we're both glad it's over. I love the colder months, but I'm not really looking forward to all the little germs and bugs they seem to bring with them.
Last but not least, we had a wonderful first Thanksgiving with our little guy. We spent Turkey Day with Abby and Z in Longview, and Griff got to swing outside and enjoy his first taste of pumpkin pie :) Plus, we were thrilled that he finally decided to get a good night's sleep, since our other visits to L-Town have been marked by 4am-5am wake-up calls.
Then we spent a few days with GiGi and Poppa (and all the aunts and uncles that come with them) at the lake house. Ryan fried his first turkey for us and it was delicious! And Griff relished all the attention he got from his adoring fans...something tells me Christmas is going to be quite a show!
When we left off last time, Griff was just starting to crawl, but within a few days, he was off and running. Crawling everywhere and faster that I could have imagined. If I left the room for even a second, I often had to go looking for him when I came back. The sweetest part was when he started following me from room to room. So cute! Of course, with little boys, mastering one skill usually means they're over it and ready to move on to the next thing. For us, that meant pulling up all the time, and even trying to stand alone sometimes. He even "helped" me load the dishwasher this morning by standing up next to it and grabbing spoons I had already loaded.
Yesterday (or maybe technically today, since there's no 31st of November) Griffin turned 8 months old. And oh boy, has it been a fun month! Just in the last few weeks, he's started clapping, giving a version of high-fives, saying "Dada" all the time, trying hard to pull up on the furniture (or Mama's leg, Dixie's stairs, his crib, whatever's available), rolling from back to belly, sitting up from a hands-and-knees position, and....drumroll please....crawling! So much fun :) The crawling is mostly backwards right now, but he's definitely mobile.
