Lincoln is Eight Months!

I can't believe our sweet baby boy is eight months old.  He's such a joy.  Still waking up 3-4 times a night, but he's worth it.  He's a champ of a crawler, standing up to everything now and even climbing up stairs, so we put in the gate.  He's by far our busiest baby...into everything.  He loves climbing into the shower when it's still wet on the floor.  I have to constantly have my eye on him or he's making trouble.  I wouldn't have it any other way, though. 

He's such a determined little guy.  If there's something he wants, he will figure out a way to get it.  Even if we think we have it put away pretty well.  He likes to crawl on the kitchen floor and put chip crumbs in his mouth.  Needless to say, he must like to give his mom gray hairs. :)

He still will only eat fruit baby food.  He was eating so well until he got RSV and then he refused to eat anything unless it was sweet.  Ugh.

He loves to pull my hair and pull the buttons off my decorative couch pillows.

 He's got this adorable tuft of hair that sticks straight up, as you can see.  He's going to hate that later, but I love that his hair matches his crazy personality.  He's a very content little dude and only cries if he's hungry, tired or a stranger looks at him, touches him or, heaven forbid, holds him.  I love going in to get him in the morning when  he wakes up because he usually is standing up to the side of the crib with a big grin on his face.

He's such a cute little stinker!  We love you Lincoln!