8 months-June.

You may have noticed that I recently turned 8 months old. Things are looking pretty good from where I sit.

I can now pull myself up to standing if the conditions are right. The bathtub ledge is the perfect height, but the tile floors are not very forgiving when I fall back down.

My favorite things are my red toys- the red block, the red spoon, the red foam N from the bathtub, and the red hammer. I also like crawling into the tupperware cabinet and throwing all of the tupperware out (after I lick it and wipe my runny nose all over it).One of my favorite activities is finding little bits of paper to stuff in my mouth as fast as I can. Mama says that I can find a dust bunny under a couch before it even knows it's there. For the same reason, I am no longer allowed to play on the ground outside anymore. Too many leaves and dirt.

Mama and papa are also debating whether I say hi (or "aaaaaaye.") They think it correlates with when someone enters a room, but aren't sure if they are just trying to find something where nothing is there.

Still just two teeth, although the drooling has really kicked up, so maybe something is going on. And I still weigh 18 pounds (according to mama's inaccurate calculations).

Last night mama and papa took us out to eat to celebrate my monthday. It was great, until I reached over and threw a whole plate of appetizers on the floor (all those glorious boneless wings!). Then I was banished to three feet away from the table to chew on my hand.