8 months

Yup, it has been another month. Emma is 8 months old, and I need to capture it in a post. You do not even have to read it, as it is purely for my own memories. You can look at the pictures, if you would like. She is a cutie!
What has Emma been up to this month, you may ask. If you have actually decided to read this post, and again- no pressure. Well, she is playing pat-a-cake and peek-a-boo, waving bye-bye and showing how big she is when we ask, 300 times a day, "How big is Emma? Soooo big" in our super fun high pitched baby voices. No wonder she isn't quite as willing to play that game. She is a happy baby, with a slight temper starting to show through. "WHO TOOK MY TOY???? WWWAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" You know.

Emma loves toys, and she clearly has the best tasting toys in the world. She also loves books, and is tolerant of my super fun sounds and voices for all of the animals and characters. The unconditional love of a baby. Total ego boost!

We love you, Miss Emma Margaret. May you always be this sweet and loving. And may you always have such kissable cheeks. At least until you are three. And not at all when the boys start calling. Oh, dear.