Nicholas James will be eight months on Monday!
Whatttt!
My little tornado is getting bigger and stronger each day. And while we are incredibly overwhelmed with his lack of sleeping, he is such a lover. And I mean cuddly and sweet and kissy all the time. He just wants to be held and loves to hug.
How can I not just fall in love with that everyday?!
He now has six teeth - four on top, two on bottom - and loves to eat. Anything and everything. Pancakes, check. Mac and cheese, check. Pot roast, check. Small stickers, check. The list goes on and on. He is happiest - and quietest - when he is eating. But he has terrible dexterity in his fingers so it is always a messy ordeal. Usually I will let him self feed before bath time and that is pretty much it. Bananas between the toes always leads to the bath.
How this happens, I may never know.
Baby Nick is also gearing up to walk. Yes, I said walk. Lord help me when this happens because the house is already owned by the children. He is standing by himself for very small amounts of time but walking as long as something is close enough to hold on to. It is only a matter of time, and a little balance.
Nicholas is adorable. My heart is so full when Marlee and he are playing together. I have a feeling they will be the best of friends. She makes him laugh and he makes her scream. Just as siblings are supposed to be.
Next month will be his next appointment and while the doctor says he is 'slowing down' on his growing, I have my doubts. He is wearing twelve months clothes from time to time. My big old baby.
Nicholas Sr. is still his favorite. No 'mamas' have been muttered yet but lots of 'dadas' and growls. He loves to growl. We growl back and forth all day.
Hope you like his cute little outfit this month. Suspenders! Oh the cuteness.
On to the next month - and all the craziness that comes with it!
