What We Learned: Eight Months

It has been a crazy eight months.  For the first seven, I thought the moms and dads who said “this is their favorite age” every month were crazy.  Sure, babies get more interesting and more fun with each day.  The crying diminishes.  The smiles increase.  The developmental milestones start piling up.  But here I am, ready to shout from the rooftops that eight months is definitely my favorite age.

Bennett learned to use a sippy cup.

We learned that some milestones come easier than others.

Bennett learned to wave.

We learned that although he might master a skill, his timing is always a little off.

Bennett learned to reach to pull up.

We learned that it’s useless to put this kid on his tummy to practice crawling, he’ll just roll back over.

Bennett learned to stand on his own two feet.

We learned to accept our child might skip crawling and go straight to walking.

Bennett learned babbling is more fun than being well behaved.

We learned eight months of interrupted sleep leads to medical conditions.  See dry eye.

Bennett learned to fall asleep cuddling with his favorite book.

We learned that a straw can keep a baby happy and entertained for hours.

Bennett learned that hanging upside down is so much fun.