It is really unbelievable that my little Icka is already 8 months.  It is also unbelievable how different my two children were at this age.  Scout was my little lump on a log who wasn’t even crawling at this point.  Icka is completely opposite.  She has been crawling for what seems like forever.  She is constantly standing up against anything, and then lets go and stands for a bit.  I caught her half way up Scout’s slide yesterday, and when she saw me, she balanced her three limbs and waved at me with the last.  I made an announcement in Relief Society yesterday that she has no interest in sitting on my lap, and only wants to crawl everywhere, so for everyone to guard their purses.  She is also a really happy baby with constant smiles.  Unlike Scout who at the same age thought everyone around his was an idiot.  She has really turned into a nice and happy little baby.  Her spitting up is basically nonexistent anymore, and she is my little sidekick.  She is adored by everyone, and she is in absolute love with Trilby, Scout and her mother.  Lucky me!

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Here is the little terror half way out of her sleepcoat in the morning.