Thursday, July 3, 2008

8 months!

Dear Aiden-bo-baden,

You are still our little Baby AB as you turn eight months old today! There are so many tidbits from your seventh month. We know that you are learning just as your dad and I are learning to understand you and each other better. Some days it seems that our learning curves are in tune. As we hug goodbye in the morning, we noticed that if you weren't distracted by your toys, you were beaming and giggling at us with your clappy hands. I'm glad you know how much we love each other.

One of your new favorite activities this month was watching the rain against our big slider door in the barn room - The big bright lights, the waving trees, and the splurty raindrops. The barn room itself fascinates you and you're always crooking your neck to see the big lights. You are much more aware of your surroundings now, and we like to surround you with new things like the grocery store shelves - yep, that's enrichment alright.

Holding our hands, you lift up to standing, then you will balance as you put one foot in front of another - somedays wanting to walk back and forth across the room. On your own, you can scoot backwards and you are definitely in pre-crawl mode. You lunge forward from sitting and end up on your hands and feet like you're practicing your downward facing dog yoga position. Your preferred method of transportation is the good ol roll. I came into daycare earlier this week and couldn't see you because you'd rolled from your normal play spot, all the way across the room, even scooting under the table where your teacher was talking to another mom.

You have done some wild projects at school this month. Highlights include "exploring with red jello in a ziplock bag," "making stars with glitter and glue," and "playing in the sandbox with my friends". It still amazes me that those brave teachers let you near glitter and the sandbox, but dad joked that he found it hard to believe that they put you in a ziplock to play. trahaha. But some of my favorites came toward the end of the month, "Today Aiden explored warm blue water infused with glitter," and "Today Aiden waved at his friends!"

When we were in Ohio, my parent's nice neighbors let us borrow an exersaucer. This particular one was bright orange and featured an identity crisis of toy peripherals: apples, dogs, and cars!? All in one bouncey bounce? Our friends commented when they saw you in your home version (which fits into the castle theme) that they would like an adult version with docking stations and big kid toys. The other awesome play toy in Ohio was a gigantic beach ball that has somehow survived since your Auntie Liz had a birthday pool party who knows how many years ago. When daddy would roll it toward you as you stood against cousin Julie's knees, you would jump and lean forward as if to say 'bring it'. If daddy didn't roll it again quickly enough you would yelp and giggle with anticipation. It was your first version of dodge ball.

Around the time we got home from Ohio, I trimmed what your Gran kept calling your "horns" which were two long strands of hair on either side of your forehead that Gran kept joking she was going to put into rubber bands like that "little Shyla/Kate/whatever her name is character at your school" if I didn't trim them. I also snipped off some of the length on your thinning baby mullet to even out your neckline. I've been cutting your dad's hair for at least seven years now, so we'll see if I can manage to trim your little fuzz head at least for a while.

You saw your first hippo this month at the zoo and had your first visit to the art museum. We can't wait for many more firsts to celebrate!
Love, Ma

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