Dear Baby Ike,
Today you are eight months old. It probably doesn’t help that I posted my last monthly letter to you a little late, but I’m a little astounded as to how another month has already passed. Time continues to fly by, and we are definitely having lots of fun.
You had another visit with the hepatologist late last month, so we got an update on your height and weight. You were eighteen pounds and five ounces, and 26 inches long. Getting so big! Just like you’re supposed to do. Growing like a little weed, as Grandma always says.
You are still doing lots of rolling – both directions now, and scooting all around in circles, but no actual crawling yet. I am in no hurry for that to start, but I think you are getting close. We’ve added pears and apples to your foods list, both of which are hits, especially the apples. Green beans are most definitely NOT a favorite, but apparently they do make bananas more acceptable in comparison. Grandma also gives you some Cheerios most weekdays, and you do manage to get some to your mouth all on your own. You do like the activity of eating, even if you don’t love many actual foods themselves yet. Some of the faces you make are so funny. You do this big dramatic shudder if you don’t like the new taste, almost as if we gave you a shot o’ whiskey or something. Cracks me up every time.
You continue to make lots of funny babbling sounds, the latest of which is the blowing raspberries sound, bbbbbbbbb. Sometimes you do it super loudly, and sometimes I have to laugh at just how quietly you can make that motorboat noise. Daddy says that it sounds like George Jetson’s spaceship. Someday soon we’ll show you what that is all about. It’s not something you’re likely to ever see on TV, but luckily the Internet makes all kinds of wonderful and ridiculous things possible.
It’s been another fun month with you, Isaac. I can hardly believe that we are getting so close to your first birthday. It will be here before I can imagine, but I will keep trying to soak up as many small moments with you as possible in the meantime.