Penny is 8 months old today. I feel like her babyhood is just flying by. Eight months has always been a big milestone for me for some reason. I guess it’s because it’s 2/3 of the way to one and because it’s when I start seeing glimpses of toddler hood in my kids.
At eight months, Penny has 6 teeth, 4 on the top and 2 on the bottom.
She likes to put everything (and I mean everything) in her mouth. She is starting to eat finger foods and prefers to feed herself, thank-you-very-much. She has to have her own spoon to hold when I feed her or she grabs mine out of my hand. Her favorite foods right now are anything in the fruit family and those little baby puffs. Not so keen on the green food (little does she know Mommy buys the puffs made out of green veggies). When she doesn’t like something, she closes her lips tight. I can’t even get them open by tickling her. It’s pretty funny to watch her try so hard not to laugh.
She is standing. She can stand for about 30 seconds, but she really has to think about it. She stands with her feet wide, knees slightly bent, and arms out to the side for balance. She can get into a stand by pushing up off the floor and not only by pulling up on the furniture. She can cruise on furniture and is trying to take a step. Crawling, however, is still her go-to.
She loves the dog. If she sees Missy, she crawls over and grabs her and uses her to push off of to stand. She pats her nose and head, a little roughly. Missy is a good sport, but does not love Penny. She particularly does not love when Penny grabs the dog food out of her bowl while she’s eating. But she backs off and lets her until I move Penny.
She loves her big sisters. They make her laugh and squeal. Sammy is her favorite. Ella and her have a more tenuous relationship.
She is an easy-going baby. She rarely cries and she smiles gigantic smiles and laughs a lot. I try to savor this time, I love babies and she is my last, but it’s going so fast it makes my head spin.