8 months old

Dear Elle,

You're in such a mellow mood today, just like the foggy weather we have outside. A little sunshine peeps through when we cheer you up, but quickly you hide behind the mellow mists again.

7th month has been an insane and interesting month. We're entering a whole new era, starting off with the humping, rocking n' rolling, sitting up, scooting backward, pulling up, and then crawling forward.

Moving around on your fours has got you into troubles, big ones. You dropped off the bed, 3 times, including the one happened tonight. Mama's heart is pounding everytime I hear the thumps. We're thankful that you're not hurt. On the other hand, we'd like to spank your bottom for your spunky energy.

Mama enjoys watching you crawl. You always take your own little sweet time on crawling. Nothing hurries you. You come to a halt by the wee things that catch your attention on the route. You stop, touch it, and then move on. In between, you take many little breaks, get yourself into sitting position, flapping your arms and shrilling in joys, and then get back on all fours again. You're everywhere now and we keep pulling your away from the places intrigue you the most: the yucky poopy diaper can, the power cords, stacks of magazines, and TV cabinet.

You're such a mouthy baby yourself. You furrow your brows when something tastes funny. But, it never keeps you from putting everything into your mouth. Licking the wall is one pet peeve of yours that makes us scratching our head and rubbing our chin wondering what's so tasty about it. Wait till you get a lick of the heavenly chocolate, you'll laugh about how silly you were thinking wall is a delish.

Happy 8th months old, baby! How we wish we could hold you back from growing up so fast!

Love,
Mama