On the move, letter to Asher at 8 months

You've got a spark in your eye and place in your mind to go. And grubby fingers too.
You're going to be a heart throb, there's not really a question about that. (You already are!)

From Asher on the Move

I must say, Asher, you have come a long way these past 8 months. 8 MONTHS!!! I can't believe it.

I was sitting down to write in Josie's baby journal and I realized that I don't even have a baby journal for Asher yet. First of all, I hadn't gotten one as a gift like I had for Josie, and secondly, I have been planning all along to create a book on-line for your first year. However, I was writing in Josie's 24th month and realized I haven't gotten to the first 8 of your months yet. All this to say, I can't believe how fast time has flown this year. I can barely catch my breath (or my sleep, for that matter!) Well, at least I have a blog that I can go back to. So, here we are, over 8 months old. You are Mr. Giggles.

You have such a fun personality, you try and mimic your sister all the time, including her cackleing laugh. And you are catching up to her in leaps and bounds.

Sure, you find yourself wrestled to the floor a time or 2 (per day), but you aren't really bothered and you have the hair pulling ability to fight back!

You have 6 teeth and 2 that I can see pushing their way though the gums. You pull yourself up on the crib when you wake up or when you don't want to go to sleep. You think everything is meant for climbing or exploring or taking apart. Today you successfully got all the pans out of the drawer under the oven and happily clanked them around. Everyone who knows you loves you because you smile at everyone and make them feel special. You are generally a hit at the nursery and neighborhood. You are eating almost everything.

I even discovered Josie giving you her peanut butter and jelly sandwich and you didn't appear to have any adverse reactions so I hope that sticks. You desperately want to walk, even though you've only been crawling about a month. You run if I hold your hands and give you the chance. I'm sure that you'll be walking before your first birthday. You love your sister, mamma and Dada and we generally wake up to you laughing in our face and trying to give sloppy wet kisses on our cheeks in the morning when you join us. You are completely tickled by the whole thing and crack yourself up when you get a fistful of hair or a cheek to nibble on. I am going to have to keep an eye on you. For a lot of reasons!!!