8 months

Little lover boy is eight months! Okay fine, he'll be nine months in a week-guess I'm a little behind :)

Eight months marked the first stroller ride actually IN the stroller and not riding on top in his carseat. For some reason, I was totally and unexpectedly traumatized by this! There were little milestones that I thought would be a little harder for me, crawling, eating solids, etc. But those were just exciting. Seeing my sweet baby boy (who's still an infant in my head even though he's not) sitting in his stroller like a big boy made me SAD, not proud (like is dad probably was), or excited, just sad! haha. Oh man, what will I do when he leaves for college? I'll be a hot mess. Here are some pictures of his first stroller ride (which I can barely bring myself to look at) and his eight months pictures. BTW isn't he the cutest?

I just can't get enough of this baby!

Hats!

This boy LOVES hats!

The Great Outdoors

Today it was 72 degrees in Minneapolis, heavenly! August experienced grass for the first time (that he can remember) and it was HILARIOUS. He had no idea what the heck to think of it and it was so entertaining to watch. He didn't BUDGE while he was sitting there. I KINDA wanted him to explore around because that would be so fun to see, but at the same time-if he wants to sit there and not move, that's fine too! Because someday he'll want to fly all over the yard and while I'm chasing him, I'll wish he would just sit still for once! ;)

Miss me?

It's been so long since I've had a chance to blog! Things have been kinda crazy around here. I was in Illinois visiting family for a week and half and had a great time. I'm always so sad to leave my family, but also happy to get back to the swing of things here in MN. I was originally going to be in Illinois for a week (while J was at a conference), but left early to visit my grandpa (poppy) who had a heart attack.

My siblings and I have been so blessed by being raised in the same town as both sets of grandparents, it gave us such special relationships with them and the best memories. I cherished every moment I had with Poppy while home and loved watching him light up when I'd bring August around. He's 92 years old and I'm so thankful that we've been able to enjoy him for so long. He's currently still in the hospital and we are hoping he will be able to go to an assistant living home in a few days. He lived at home alone up until then, he's pretty incredible :)

August has learned his first "trick" and I HAD to get it in video, so here it is-you might melt into a puddle because it's SO cute :)

Where's mama?

But seriously, this is the first time he's been able to "give back" and show his love for us- it's the best feeling in the world!