Benjamin,
You turned 7 months old the day before Christmas Eve. You celebrated this day in Omaha, Nebraska hanging out with your cousins, aunt, uncles, grandpas, grandmas, great grandma, great aunts and uncles. You have a big Bohemian Polish family who just loved you to pieces.
You were an angel of a baby on both days we spent traveling. Everyone on all six planes (yes, 3 planes each way) comments on your happy good nature. I am truly a lucky mother. You sat quietly on your dad's lap playing and napping. We did a lot of running around in Omaha and you were a trooper and did a lot of car seat sleeping. You were passed around and kissed and hugged and even thrown in the air by your Uncle Casey.
While you were in Omaha, you developed a cold but you wouldn't let that get you down.
In the past month, you have began really enjoying your solids. Your favorite food is pears and you go crazy or Mum Mums. You also started pulling yourself up and you're doing the Polish Crawl (going backwards). Any day, you'll be heading forward. You will sit up on your own for a while and then topple over but it is getting better each day.
We're still on "Tooth Watch 2008." Nothing yet but my guess is they are coming because you're drooling all over everything.
OH and on Christmas Day you looked right at me and said "mama." What a treat.
I love you, little buddy.
Momma
1 comment:
SO cute! Charlie was my little buddy, too. Went everywhere with me. I miss my little buddy, he's moved to Colorado! Gotta say, 8 months old is my very favorite baby age. AND Ben is going to be way super cool and successful, because he was born on a super cool week (and he's Capricorn, natch!).
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