Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Dear Will,

You’re eight months old, sweet baby boy. I can’t believe it! You’re a completely different little person than you were eight months ago, that’s for sure. You’ve got so much personality and you can do so many things independently. You amaze me every day with the connections you make and the situations you get yourself into! You’re quite the dare devil, I must say…your Daddy has nicknamed you Kamikaze because you’ll crawl right off the edge of the bed or the couch if we’re not paying close enough attention…silly boy! I sure do hope that your dare devilish stunts slow down in the coming years…or else I may not make it to 50 :)

You celebrated your first Thanksgiving last week, though you slept through the actual dinner portion of it. You were quite impressed with your first taste of mashed potatoes. Your Uncle Matt was proud, though I think you’re going to have to eat a LOT more ‘taters to beat his record! All in all it was such a fun day…I’m so thankful for you in my life, sweet boy. Words can’t even begin to express how much I love you. I thank God each day for blessing us and letting us be your parents…you’re so special to us!

You are all over the place now. You can crawl (and you do so fast!), you can and do pull up on anything that’s in sight. You just started cruising on the couch and can walk the length of it. You can stand for a very short time without support, but letting go still scares you a tiny bit! You got your first tooth on your eight month birthday, the bottom front tooth on your left! It’s still not completely through the surface yet, but I can feel the sharp little edges of it in there…no more chewing on Mommy’s hands as a substitute for a teething ring. Sorry! You’re wearing size 3 diapers and are in 6-9 month clothes and are about to outgrow 12 month sleepers…you’re taking after your daddy in the length department! When we went in to get your 7-month shots you weighed in at 19 pounds 10 ounces…you’re getting so big!

You are into everything. Our shoes, the dog toys, the dog’s water bowl, the electrical outlets, the laptop cord, the tiny speck of grass that got tracked into the house…yep, just about everything! You babble loudly Your chosen words include (but are not limited to) da-da, ma-ma, de-de, na-na, ga-ga, no-no, and puh-puh. You just learned how to blow from watching me blow on my oatmeal in the morning when we eat breakfast. It’s pretty adorable – you purse your lips together and blow down. Your favorite song is the ABCs and it gets sung a lot. If we’re in the car and you start fussing all I have to do is start the ABC song and you’re silent by the time we get to D. No other song will do – I’ve tried Jesus Loves Me, The Ants Go Marching, and a few others…but you’re stuck on the ABCs. You love listening to music, especially at church where it’s going on right in front of you. You’re absolutely fascinated by the different sounds. Your sleep habits are getting marginally better, though I’m not entirely convinced that you’ll ever learn how to sleep through the night ;) Ever since you started crawling, though, you’ve been napping like a champ! It makes your Mommy’s day much nicer since I’m actually able to get a load of laundry and some dishes done while you sleep…thanks little man!

I’m pretty sure I could fill a book with all the things you do now. And that book would constantly be out of date because each and every day you do something new. But I’ll stop here…The past eight months have been the most gratifying, special, wonderful days of my life. Even the sleepless nights with you trump the full nights of sleep I used to get before you arrived. Thank you for being the best gift I’ve ever received. I love you!!