8 months

This handsome young man is 8 months old already!  He is still a happy, chubby, charming little guy who appears to be really happy to be here.  And we are thrilled to have him around.

Johnny has graduated from the baby Bjorn, at least with me, because he's gotten too long and heavy.  Now that he's an accomplished sitter he can sit in the carts and still see all the action.  This was his first ride around Target in the cart.

Over Christmas break, I took all the boys to a bouncy house place in the mall one day, and Johnathan was a trooper.  He enjoyed playing in the little baby play area and did well sitting in his stroller.  He thought taking his socks off and chewing on them was great fun too.  This month he has cut 2 teeth on the bottom.  While they are super cute, teething is not super fun.

He continues to enjoy his baby food, and currently this is one of his favorite spots in the house.  Reminds me of his biggest brother.  He likes to go through all his food pouches and slide that pantry drawer in and out and see what he can pull out.  He is very particular with his food.  Anything with any kind of texture to it he is not a fan of.  So far, he really just wants the pureed stuff.  I've tried mashing a banana, mashing avocado, giving him those little easily dissolvable puff things, and he just gags on it all.  He has not learned the art of chewing his food.  This is frustrating for me because I am anxious to make the move toward table food rather than all this spoon feeding business.  We'll keep practicing.

He has really been enjoying his baths lately.  He looks at himself in the little circle above the drain and just giggles.  He likes to lay down and kick his feet like he's running in place.  And his arms flap all about, it's the cutest thing.

For now, Johnny is quite content with just sitting and has shown no interest in learning how to move otherwise.  He's a contented little lump.  He knows that people will bring him things.  He still enjoys his saucer too.  I'm fine with it because a crawling baby will complicate my life.  :)

Johnathan thinks that his brother Will hung the moon.  He laughs at whatever Will does and watches his every move.  This could be good.  And this could be bad.  Time will tell.

This week poor little baby has been sick.  He was fussy and not quite himself at Will's birthday party this past Saturday.  Sure enough, he's had a nasty upper respiratory virus all this week.  It's heartbreaking to see him suffering, congested and coughing.  Poor thing.  He's on the mend though; today he's been happier playing and has an appetite, so that is great.  I want my happy John back!