8 Months Old

Yes, Nathan is really 8-months-old already. Eight months--that's 2/3 of a year. He is such a blessing to our little family. Last night Tyler was showing him how to use the new ball popper Nathan received from Nana and Papa for Christmas. It was so cute to see them interacting together. Nathan adores his big brother and is always watching Tyler. They're going to be best buddies someday, and it will probably be sooner than I think.

Here's a little run-down of Nathan at 8 months:

• Loves: Mommy, Tyler, Daddy, all baby food (especially fruit purees), baths, Tyler's trucks, being outside
• Dislikes: putting on pajamas after his bath each night
• Teeth: 3, with another about to pop thru any day (he didn't have any teeth at the beginning of the month)
• Tidbits: Says "mamamama" when he wants me, sucks on his index finger and middle finger simultaneously, sucks on his toes, commando crawls, is working on pulling up (no rushing on this one, please), is super ticklish and giggles readily

Today we took both boys for a wagon ride, but this one was special because it was Nathan's first. Before Nathan was born, we told Tyler that when his little brother got big enough, they'd be able to go on wagon rides together. During the past 8 months, Tyler would periodically ask if Nate was getting big enough and today they finally got to take their first wagon ride together.

It was just too cute for words. Nathan looked like such a big boy sitting across from his brother and Tyler was so happy to have another passenger on board. It's as if he knew that extra seat in the wagon was meant for his little brother all along. Tyler was snacking on a granola bar, or "no-na bar", and Nathan kept grabbing for it. (He's in that grabby stage right now, which is why I have scratches 3 scratches on my face right now). Fortunately, Tyler never got upset and just pulled it out of his reach. Tim and I loved watching how much they were enjoying each other during the ride. So cute.