8 months and counting...

This month we have much to celebrate and give thanks.  I am thankful for this beautiful little boy who has been the missing piece from my life.  I am thankful that he is healthy and growing every day.  I don't even mind that he still wakes me up in the middle of the night.  He is such a precious little baby.

Now, on to more "serious" subjects.  Andrew has celebrated the 8th month of his birth!  I can't believe how much he has changed...even from last month!  There's no better way to celebrate than by placing a Christmas bow on one's head while giving the "crazy" eye for the camera.  :)

Some stats from this past month:

Weight: more than 2 Christmas geese combined

Length: almost as long as a 25 lb sack of rice

Eyes: still blue!  Will have to have a conversation with my mother on my "real" father

Teeth: 2 bottom incisors!

Favorite pasttimes: placing fingers inside of mommy's mouth...and nose when she is not looking

We will be heading back to Oklahoma and Kansas for baby's first Christmas.  Look for cute baby Christmas pictures in the future!

First tooth!

Last Sunday, I discovered Andrew's first tooth!  He's actually got TWO small tiny, SHARP teeth poking up from his bottom gums.  He was a little fussy for a couple of days, but I think it has passed.  If you look at him straight on, you can see one of his teeth coming in. 

This boy is growing up way too fast!  Before I know it, he's going to be asking for the keys to the car!

Santa!

Last week, Andrew and I paid a visit to see Santa at The Children's Museum.  He wasn't quite sure what to think of him.  No smiles, but at least he didn't cry.  :)

Snow!

We had our first real snow of the year last week.  We just had to bundle up and go outside to take some pictures in the beautiful sun!

Andrew loves to watch the snow!

Ice Cream

Towards the end of Aunt Teresa's stay, we had to end our night by having BRICS ice cream after a feast of food from Brugge Brasserie in Broad Ripple.  Andrew stared at all of us with envy...

YMCA!

I attempted to do the choreography for "Y.M.C.A." but Andrew was not feeling it.

This was an "M."

He definitely did not like making the letter "C."

Maybe he just doesn't like the "Village People."

Mommy...Feed me!

Lately, Andrew has been doing the maneuver, I call, the "baby taco."  He bends himself in half with the sole intent to munch on his toes.  Last week, I heard some wet sucking sounds and looked over to see Andrew saturating his footed pajamas.  I hope it was worth it, man!