At 8 months, Oliver:
-wears 9-12 month clothing and size 3 diapers. His 9 month Carters onesies (that I LOVE) need to be packed away. Sad!
-loved eating solid foods, then was sick one night and for a few weeks after didn't want anything to do with food. He still turns away from the spoon, but loves feeding himself! He sits in his highchair like a big boy and scoops mashed food in his fingers then sucks it off.
-STILL has no teeth, and shows no physical signs that they're coming! The past few days have been kind of weird though– maybe we'll see a tooth (or two) soon?
-sits beautifully. Once in awhile he throws himself backward so I still place a pillow behind him, just in case. He scoots around on his belly, and is starting to get up on all fours. We think crawling will happen sometime this month! He also stands really well while propped up against something. We know this child will be cruising in no time.
-tries to get out of his swing. Time to put it away!
-loves to clap and talk. His first word– DAD! Dada, dada, dad. All day long.
-is busy, sometimes exhausting, and absolutely the most joyful little baby on this planet. We are obsessed with him!
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