Max is Eight Months Old! (July 17, 2012)

This will be a short post (my computer is still broken).  But I'll make Max's nine month post (he'll be nine months old on Friday!) extra long to make up for it (well, once I have a functioning computer again).  This actually makes sense since Max's ninth month on earth was HUGE.  He now crawls!  And pulls up!  And says "Mama"!

His eighth month was a great one, too, no doubt, just no big milestones to speak of.  He continues to eat like he's in a contest, he woos the ladies wherever we go, and he still wakes up several times a night (*yawn*).  As Scarlett mentions every day, Max is "such a nosey rosy."  He wants to know what's going on around him and what you are doing at all times, and can often be found craning his neck to investigate a noise, including the "beep beep" of our alarm when someone opens an exterior door to come in.  He's really contemplative and examines things carefully, from a leaf in the grass to my face, and he stares intently like he's solving some sort of complicated equation.  He likes music, and drums with his hands and bounces to the beat.  But the most entertaining thing of all continues to be Scarlett.  He lights up when he sees her, and he finds most everything she does to be hilarious.  He also finds her toys to be quite grab-able and her hair to be quite pull-able.  

Here's our big guy at eight months!  

Smiley Max.

Carefully inspecting the grass.

Look at those chubby cheeks.

Sweet boy.

Happy boy.

Love that face.