8 MONTHS...BOO!

My how fast they grow.  8 months flew by like...swoosh!  Although X will always be my baby, he's growing up so fast that referring to him as a baby is going to be a memory of the past pretty soon -- by the way, major pet peeve of mine is parents referring to their child as a baby when they clearly are way past that stage in life.  I mean, to each their own, but once they start walking they really aren't a BABY anymore.  You gave them a name for a reason.  Start using it instead of saying "the baby's things are over there" or "the baby needs to eat".  Super annoying.  Even now I very rarely refer to X as "the baby".  I get that a lot of people do this, but why?  Don't you want your child to have another identity besides that of being a baby?  Any who...moving on.

So last Sunday X turned 8 months old.  We celebrated by watching football (his dad), and taking this picture.  As you can see my pumpkin masterpiece did not make the photo, and for good reason.  I still have yet to carve that sucker.  I better get on it since Halloween is right around the corner.

As usual I opted to wait until the last minute to make most of the stuff for the picture.  The only thing I really had finished when I posted the sneak peek was the teeny tiny white pumpkin.  The day before this picture was taken I started cutting out the letters for the sign...while driving up to the Big Bear area no less.  I only managed to cut out a few letters since car sickness kicked in not too long after I started.  So basically I spent a few hours the day of scrambling to get everything done.  I just love procrastination.  I'm so good at it.

Any new X accomplishments in the past month you ask?  Why yes sirs and ma'am's there are.  X has another tooth...that makes the count 3, and he's standing up on his own...with the support of an object of course.  This little pumpkin is going to be walking pretty soon I think.  I can't wait.  I really hope you all can sense the sarcasm.  Blogger really needs emoji's.  They really can convey true emotion. X is also starting to learn how to feed himself little snacks, and I think he loves the freedom...and the snacks.

So with that I will end this post here.  X is napping and I'm trying to find a dinner date since X's dad is doing his fantasy basketball draft.  Hope you all have a spooktacular day (gag me with my corniness)!