It is really hard to imagine that it has been 8 months since Scout was born! I can hardly believe how quickly the time has gone. He still hasn’t started crawling, probably due to the fact that he is never on the ground for more than 1 minute. He is constantly talking jibberish, although Micah is positive that he really is trying to say specific things, but can’t get the right words out. He says Dada, and has said what sounds like “ball” a few times. I am working on him with “Mama”, and my mom is always trying to get “Nonnie” out of him.
He is literally a perfect baby, cries almost never! If he is hungry or tired, he will clue me in, but that is about it. He is constantly eating. He has a bowl of oatmeal in the morning that is as big as the one I fix up for his dad. He finishes it without any hesitation. He has a few bottles throughout the day, alongside two or three more meals of whatever I am eating, mushed up. Scout is a total begger! Whenever he sees someone sticking anything in their mouth, he gets totally mad until that person shares. Not because he is hungry, but because he never wants to be left out. Micah and I think he is our little party animal. No matter when or where, he is always up for a bunch of people around him.
My favorite part of the day is when Scout first wakes up in the morning. He screams at me until I feed him his bottle. After he finishes, we play together for about an hour or so. He adores me, and just cracks up at everything I do. I especially love it when I sing to him. He eventually joins in and sings right along with me, to the point that he squeezes his fists together and his face turns bright red as he screams the song. Sometimes I wonder if he is just having a fit, but the second I stop, he stops on cue. Neither of us has a really good voice, but we sure like singing together!
Micah’s favorite part of the day is at night. After he gets home, and we have had dinner, he plays with Scout for an hour or so before bedtime. Scout is in love with his daddy. If Micah walks into a room, and Scout hears his voice, he gives himself whiplash trying to find his daddy. When they play, Scout gets the giggles the whole time.
I am one lucky mom to have this nice boy. Eight months has gone by too fast, but I am SO pleased to say that I feel like I am spending my time with him wisely. During General Conference, I heard a spectacular analogy about doing things “good”, “better”, and “best”, and I have tried my hardest to spend “best” time with my baby. I love you buddy!