I still do not want to believe that Paul is 8 months old. I want him to be 8 days old again!
He can make out the words "Mom" and "Momma" and even a "Dada" every once in a while...although not always directing it towards the appropriate parent or saying it at the right time, it is awesome to have him verbalizing so well.
Paul loves to crawl. Loves it. He can speedily get where he wants to go, and his favorite places are the bathroom, the trash can, and Momma's pant legs - where he begins to crawl up until picked up.
He has tried many foods - although it is very clear the he prefers fruit to veggies, I can't really blame him! This week he tried pears, strawberries, sausage, pasta... he has successfully mastered bananas, black beans, waffles, toast and doesn't care for broccoli or great northern beans. I think his favorite food are the "puffs" that they sell - he will always find a way to eat them and get them in his mouth...it's so cute to watch. Of course, when isn't he cute to watch?
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