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8 month Bug

On Friday we celebrated Bug's 8th month birthday!

Happy 8 months to our baby big girl Bug!
Please disregard the incorrect date on this photo.  Apparently our camera doesn't want to get to correct itself.

Things we can be thankful for in these 8 months:

1-Bug's babblin' abilities.  Current sounds include "Da-Da, Ma-Ma, Mum-Mum, Pa-Pa"

2-Solid foods.  We had quite a scare this last week.  Bug doubled the amount of solid food she wanted to eat and had a hard time...umm...#2-in'.  We spoke to the doctor and he said because she doubled her amount in such a short amount of time, her tummy was just adjusting to the food, on top of the formula.  We were so lucky to be able to leave her with such caring ladies at the day care.  They gave Bug some special attention all week (as they do every single day) and watched her, massaged her tummy, and cuddled with her so she wouldn't feel so bad.  We feel so blessed to know these women, who "oooo and aaawww" over Bug.  So now, Bug has herself a couple ounces of water after each meal, to help her digest.  She's trying chicken for the first time this week.  Wish us luck!

3-Cuddle time.  Bug loves hugs and kisses now and she's pretty good at initiating them.  Oh, how I absolutely LOVE when she reaches out for me.  She is truly becoming the "sweet" girl the day care ladies keep telling me about.  :)  She is so friendly and so social!

4-Sitting "quietly" and somewhat still.  After 8 months, Bug is finally sitting "quietly" at church and allows Mommy and Daddy time to listen and take in the Word.  This new development made Easter mass a true success.  Of all days to choose to sit "quietly" and then fall asleep for almost the entire mass, she chose Easter mass.  I consider this her Easter gift to Mommy and Daddy.  Between keeping her preoccupied and feeding her at church, it's sometimes tough to take in what's going on and to truly pay attention.  Perhaps she knew how much we had been needing this. Hopefully this type of behavior continues. :) Pray for us. :P

Every single day is a blessing with this little Bug.  Enjoy the 8 month photoshoot!
God Bless,
Kat

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