1. He is haaaaaaaa-peeeeeee. Happy, if you're having trouble reading that. The kid just loves life. Sure, he has his moments of 'hey, pick me up!' and 'don't leave the room, mom!', but he has to fuss sometimes, right? He is just sweet and happy almost all the time.
4. He loves to eat. Everything. Like, everything. Want to know the one thing he doesn't like? Yeah, me too. We haven't found it yet. He's eaten almost everything his parents have. He chewed on a celery stalk and ate an entire lemon wedge (yes, ate it, not just sucked on it) last night after his baby food, while waiting for his "real" food at a restaurant. This MAY be why he's in the 99th percentile for height and weight. But, people! We really do cut him off, he's not obese baby, he's not allowed to eat everything...he just wants to. And you know how fun it is to feed babies that love to eat everything...."numnum-num-num-num"
6. He LOVES his brothers. They barely have to look at him and he's giggling. He's so entertained by them...and they LOVE that he loves them. Now that he's crawling, he soooooo wants to be part of the action.
8. He knows me. And loves me. Despite me being me. What a priceless gift he's been for these last 8 months. Happy "8 months day, Reeder!"