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8 Months

Time is flying by.  Today (April 19th) Whitney turned 8 months old.  I can't believe it.  She celebrated her 8 month birthday by puking on the carpet.  She is FINALLY sleeping 8 plus hours at night without feeding. It's a sensitive topic with me, seeing how I've gone almost a year without a good night's rest.  I know I'm not the only one out there.  Feel free to leave your confessions of a bad year's rest as a comment on this post.

Cuddling with Dad.

Gives Mommy snuggles.  

Sunday before church.  

If I take a picture after church, 

she is tired, cranky 

and is no longer wearing accessories.  

(Exactly 8 months old!)

Here are some things Whitney likes to do at Eight Months of Age:

-Shake her head no when she is all done eating.

-Eat her dinner in the bathroom sink.  I decided I actually prefer this method of feeding her, because the clean up is so easy.

-Clap her hands.

-Play with other babies and talk in baby language.

-Squeal and scream all the time.

-Grab things with her pinchers.

-Feed herself yogurt bites and fruit puffs.

-Sit up on a high chair at a restaurant and touch everything germy.  (Much to my dismay.)

-Laugh hysterically when she is getting ready for bed.

-'Be-lax' in the bath or shower.

-Lay on her back and immediately flip to her back if she is ever put on her stomach.  I'm not sure she'll ever crawl.

-Watch t.v.

-Hold her hands up in the air for me to pick her up.

-Giggle and squeal at herself in the mirror.

-"Say" Da-da over and over and over.  No, she doesn't know what she's saying.  But it's still cute.

-Copy noises that we make.

-Spin on her back while she is sleeping.

-Touch everything with her index finger.  

-Rub her face into my shirt when she is ready for a nap.  

-Fall asleep on her own, in her crib, BY HERSELF.  Yes, folks... it's finally happened!  

Playing with Dad.

 

Almost 8 months old- and loves to bite with her teeth.  Yes, biting REAL food.

Our garden is a bit more sparse this year.  

Dinner with Mom and Dad. 

Wow.  This is the life.   All you need is a sippy cup and a Baby Einstein. 

Love that smile.

Easter Day

For Easter dinner, we had a few friends to our house.  It was a lot of fun to have company... especially for the kiddos.  Whitney has a couple of friends who were born around the same time she was.  She goes crazy whenever she sees another baby.  Needless to say, she was really in heaven the whole night. It was pretty cute to see all these kids "playing" together.  Davis was the oldest one there.  Poor guy... he either has to play with the babies, or with the grown ups.  Whitney loves him and he is such a good boy to play with all of the kids.  Call me naive, but I didn't imagine dinner happening quite like it did.  We couldn't very well leave our children to fend for themselves- so we sort of ate in shifts.  It was a lot of fun and the food was great- thanks everyone for bringing it to our house!

All five kids- Whitney, Luke, Jadyn, Davis & Reece (Does Luke have a crush on Jadyn?  I think he might be making a move with that hand on her shoulder.)

Whitney holding onto Luke while Luke grabs Jadyn's headband.

Whitney & Jadyn working the toys.  These two are BFF.

Davis is a good 'big brother' to all of the little ones.  I love this picture because if you look carefully, you can see Jadyn 'be-laxing' on a Boppy in the background.  

Luke is all smiles sitting in between these two hot mammas!

And here's one of Whitney the next morning- so happy at 7 am.  

This girl definitely gets that trait from her dad.

This is the face I love.  Whitney does this squeal/scream thing.  

She squints that one eye.  It's just so funny.  

I'm glad I caught it at the perfect moment.  

  

Here she is giving a smirk for the camera.  

 

These boots are made for Walkin'

We tried to find some shoes to match Whitney's sassy personality.  

We think we've found the perfect pair.  

Hippity-Hoppity..

Easter's on its way!!!