Lexi's favorite number is 8.
So she's been patiently waiting for Eli to be 8 months old.
And it's happened.
Here are some pictures I took of Eli on Sunday before church...
Eli seems so much older all of a sudden.
He looks older with his short hair.
He sits up like a champ.
And now he gets up on his hands and knees and rocks back and forth.
Eli now has 6 teeth.
Four on the top and two on the bottom.
Eli has now entered the fun stage of just wanting his mommy
and being scared of people he doesn't know.
I wanted to try to get pictures of Eli in his diaper on this fake sheep fur blanket
like I've done every month of his life.
But he was being so difficult.
He just kept rolling over and laughing.
So most of the pictures I took ended up looking like this...
Eli loves Sean's hats and when Sean plays the ukulele.
Eli loves being outside.
If we're out and it's past his bedtime or nap time he will still be happy.
He loves feeling the breeze.
Eli loves swinging.
He just smiles, giggles and kicks his legs the whole time.
When we go to the store, Eli just sits in the cart and happily watches people
and then gives them a big bashful smile when they look at him. He's such a flirt.
Sometimes he laughs so uncontrollably hard that it's difficult to hold him.
He gets really excited about his sisters.
Eli is so strong.
Last week he was sitting in a booster seat on one of our dinning room chairs.
He grabbed the back of another chair and rocked it back so it was on two legs.
And a few days ago, Sean was carrying Eli past my bike.
Eli grabbed onto the handle bars and Sean couldn't get him to let go.
He nearly lifted the bike off the ground.
Eli is waking up one to three times at night still.
I blame it on teething and a love of nursing.
...
Eli loves eating real food.
He's getting a lot better at chewing so soon I'm sure he'll be eating whatever we're eating.
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