Eight months

Wow, eight months.  We've started casually daydreaming about Phoebe's first birthday, less than four months away.  I say this every day, like every parent does: it's gone so fast.  New this month we have: sitting in the shopping cart (!), eating more chunky foods, eating "puffs" with her pincer grasp (= lots of puffs on the floor, dog is in heaven), splashing in the water, and doing a backwards wave/come hither gesture with her hand.  We've been going on lots of walks around our new neighborhood and last week we drove back and forth to Brooklyn three days in a row, doing a lot of schlepping.  Phoebe was so patient while we got the old apartment ready for new tenants.  Girlfriend is wearing 12-18 and 18-24 month sized clothing!  We used to say that Phoebe is an "enthusiastic" eater, now Chris has started calling her an "aggressive" eater.  Spoons go crashing and if the pace isn't fast enough, we hear about it.  We love everything about you Phoeb, we are SO proud of you!!