Happy eight month birthday (a couple of weeks late)! For some reason I kept telling people you were going to be nine months this month. I was so happy when I realized you were actually only eight months! Another month of babyness for me to enjoy. Because, Lord knows, I’m not ready for this baby stage to be over.
I sorted through all of your old clothes and I just about had a nervous breakdown when I was boxing them up. How have 8 months gone by so fast and so slow all at the same time? How were you in my belly 8 months ago? How did I not know I could love you this much? You are such a little person now. You have such a huge personality. Such a love for life. You love your brother more than anyone else. You love to be outside. You love the breeze and trees. You hate to be left alone. You fall asleep super well, but you really stink at staying asleep. You prefer vegetables over fruit. You love carrots. I think that’s why your hair is so orange. You got your first baby curl this month. Curly hair just like Mama (I hope your hair cooperates better). You love dogs (except for Auntie Michelle’s dog). You have the two most perfect baby teeth. You want to crawl so badly. You bury your head in my chest when you are acting shy.
You complete our family, Kennedy. Not a day goes by when I don’t ask myself how I got so lucky to be you and your brother’s Mommy.