Owen - 8 Months

Owen is eight months old. He weighs a little more than 18 pounds (18.2ish). He is about 28 inches long still. This month we celebrated Christmas and New Year's Eve. We spent time in West Fork and Poteau for Christmas. Owen enjoyed tearing the wrapping paper and the new toys he was given.

He has recently learned to clap his hands and pull to a standing position. He is a very happy little man. He pats us (or anyone) on the back when we pick him up and hold him. It's the cutest thing. He still likes taking a bath. He has started demanding that his wash cloth be used as a rag to suck on for the duration of his soak.

We've started brushing his two teeth recently, and he likes to suck on his toothbrush while we get his pajamas on each night.

In the past month, I had to be admitted to the hospital for a kidney stone episode so Owen spent about twelve hours with me unavailable for nursing. It was far more traumatic for Cody and me than for Owen.

The eighth month has been a fun one!

I realize I'm off on my pictures by a bit. 

I thought the Christmas tree would be safe this year; however, Owen was very interested in reaching for the ornaments. 

This is Owen on Christmas Eve at his Nanny Robbie's house in West Fork. He spent the evening crawling from relative to relative checking out their shoes. This boy loves shoes, especially those with laces. 

This was Christmas day at my parents' house with Owen's Great Grandmother, my mamaw. 

All tuckered out on Christmas. 

Owen riding one of his favorite Christmas toys. 

A baby butt for good measure. 

Cody took this picture to try to capture how frizzy the hair on the back of Owen's head gets when he naps. 

Working on standing up. 

I've been trying to capture Owen waking up in the mornings. He is so sweet at night and in the morning. Him waking up beside me each morning is one of the best things I've got going right now. 

After a bath. 

My boys playing. Owen spends a lot of time propped up on one arm as he crawls.