Monday, October 6, 2014

8 months, oh my!

This little spark plug is 8 months old!! (Well, five days ago)



Let's just say now that she's crawling (and hates being on her back), I got all of 5 pictures that were semi-decent and not blurry. She was up and on the go.


McKenna is such a happy little girl, and such a goofball. She loves blowing raspberries, making farting noises, and squealing when she's really excited. She does silly things to get a reaction out of you... like spit food out and wait for you to laugh.  Same goes with pooping!   She LOVES carrots. I think I can officially dub them her favorite food.  She likes to taste food and place it on the floor, but rarely carrots. She'll shove an entire steamed stick in her mouth.

She pulls up like a champ! She hates being sedentary or on her back. If she had it her way, she would be on her feet with someone holding her hands at all times. She hates being on the changing table... it takes some serious effort trying to distract her while changing her diaper.

 
While she loves exploring and engages in solo playtime, she loves nothing more than her puppies, particularly Chief Osceola (though I call him Boogs with her because that will be easy AND cute for her to say!). She knows when Da-Da is getting home from work: the boys rush to the door, she hears the screen door, and waits impatiently to watch the door open. She's been taking big girl baths by herself and loves splashing water everywhere. She loves scratching and biting mommy, and absolutely loves blowing raspberries on any open area of skin so watch out!
 
With her newly acquired skills, McKenna has been bonking her head quite a bit. She has her rightful reactions, gets a kiss on the head and gets right back at it. She amazes me every day.  I can't help but get all sappy every time I see her stretch just outside her reach, takes a bolder step forward, lets go with one hand while standing, watching the determination in her eyes. Like the saying goes: when she wakes, she will move mountains. I get teary eyed.  Everyday she's that much older. I can't help but think ahead to all of the accomplishments I'll get to witness and be a part of and watch her overcome new obstacles and build new skills. I am blessed to be her mother. I get to watch her move mountains every single day.

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