8 Months!

He's almost been alive as long as it took to make him. It seems like he's been a part of our family forever. I have to say, this age is pretty fun. He's starting to really show his personality. Some of the things he loves:

1. Max. He's just waiting for Max to let him yank his tail or hair. Not going to happen soon, I'm afraid. Max always looks at me like, "Really, are you going to continue to let this happen?!"

2. Lion. When I give it to him, he gets really excited and stuffs it in his mouth, which I'd like to think is his way of giving it a kiss. Probably not, though. He's probably just trying to eat it.

3. Squash and peas. He loved squash and peas until this week when he decided to boycott all food and stress me out! Is he ever going to eat again?

4. Going on walks. He (and Max) love love love going on walks around the neighborhood. We grab the stroller, Lion, and we're off.

5. Sitting on the bed in the front room. I swear he could play there for an hour. I don't know what it is. Maybe he likes looking out the front window, but we could sit and play on that bed forever.