Eight Months


I’m eight months old!!

Isaiah turned eight months old when we were on our road trip to Minnesota (more on that later). Wow– the months pass so quickly now.

During Isaiah’s seventh month he had many milestones. He learned to crawl just one week after turning seven months. We weren’t surprised as he had been trying for some time but it’s amazing how suddenly it just “clicks”. The day he learned to crawl Daddy was away at a course. That evening Mommy and Isaiah went to visit Daddy for dinner. Daddy was so excited to see Isaiah’s new skills that he put him down on the carpet in Target and encouraged Isaiah to crawl to him. With a little prompting Isaiah proudly got on all fours and crawled over. When he was just a couple feet from Daddy he sat back on his bottom and put his hands together and clapped for himself (another skill mastered in his seventh month). Priceless. It was one of those moments when you wish you had a video camera on them at all times.

A lot of Isaiah’s seventh month was spent camping. He loves the outdoors so much that at one point I suggested to Jon that maybe we should just live outside. I’m sure I would change my mind when the Ontario cold starts rolling in.

Clapping was his specialty all month. He got so proud of being able to clap that he clapped for everything. Whenever anyone would try to teach him something new he would just start clapping. Isaiah’s Uncle Eric made a comment that it was too hard to teach him new things now because he was getting cocky with his clapping.

During Isaiah’s seventh month he got to meet his cousin Beckam and spend a bunch of time with Beckam as well as Annika and Ezekiel. He’s pretty crazy about his older cousin Annika. Whenever she walks in the room he lights up, giggling and chatting, wanting her to acknowledge him. The younger cousins aren’t as much fun yet but we tell him not to worry, in no time they’ll be fun too.

What a great month. You are more fun all the time! Can’t wait to see what next month will bring. We love you!

DSC_3884DSC_3881Just sampling some rocks by Lake Superior. Mom and Dad wouldn’t let me actually eat them. Apparently I was only allowed to “taste”.


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