I was slightly dreading today, as it was the 8 year mark of my dear Grandpa passing away. But, in the midst of that sadness, I woke up choosing to celebrate the sweetest 8 month old I know! But she woke up with different plans 🙁
Poor Nora had just been off all weekend long, as had I. Yucky nausea and vomiting and overall feeling down right gross. It’s one thing when you feel bad, but totally different when your baby feels the same way. But going with monthly tradition, I still tried to take pictures to document her growth. It did not go very well, as noted below…
2. She takes about 3 crawls forward, then falls down. So frustrating that she is so close to REALLY crawling, but all in good time, I suppose. She continues to live up to her name of the Whirling Dervish and rolls anywhere her chubby self pleases.
3. This child will eat ANYTHING that I give her from my plate. Lately, she particularly loves macaroni and cheese, string cheese, spaghetti with meat and cheese sauce (can you see the cheese trend?), and last, but certainly not the least, ice cream. This child can’t get enough.
Posing with the flowers at Grandpa’s funeral