Eight months

Our little boy is eight months. He is so much fun these days. I have a hard time putting him down. He loves to laugh and play with Ryan, and is always giggling at him. He has two bottom teeth, and we are awaiting the top two any day now. He is trying to crawl but thinks it is much more fun to roll then roll some more. He is waving bye bye to the nursery workers; when we leave he will say the "B-B" sound but not quite bye bye yet. He is saying DADADA all the time, but we are not yet counting these as his first words. Ryan and I took Brantley to our Neighborhood fair this weekend. We had so much fun together. Daddy is so proud of this hat he got for me.

Brantley tried so hard to get his hands on the cotton candy.

Daddy won us a Big Purple Dinosaur! Way to go Daddy

Mommy thought it would be fun to ride on the baby swings, but it made her sick.