Do these photos make you want to pick him up and give him a big squeeze? Because that's the effect they have on me.
Oh, Jonas; he is just the greatest little thing. When I pick him up he wiggles and squeals with happiness. It's like he thinks that once I've got him we'll be going on a grand adventure and he can't wait to see where it will be.
When he's happy he screams and shrieks. He still loves to eat, bananas being one of his favorites. He's developed a tiny bit of stranger-danger, yet is still pretty content to be with anyone who wants to hold him.
I finally stopped swaddling him. Isn't that hilarious? A big eight month old boy still wanting to be snuggled tight for sleep time. I tried to stop around six months but he was not happy about it. Right now he seems to be OK.
He adores his older siblings, gets so excited when he sees his dad, but still reaches for me above everyone else. As long as he is happy on the floor I try to stay out of his line of vision, otherwise he won't be content until I'm holding him.
But holding him is one thing I don't mind, because we all know how short these years (months) are.
Guess I'll be seeing you in a day or two for his next monthly post.
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