Just a couple days over eight months old today. After mastering the army crawl about a month ago, he never really ventured too far, and stuck to the living room carpet. Now? He is all over the place! Leaving a trail of drool behind him and almost crawling right out of his pants! I’ve already heard, “No, no, buddy!” and “COHEN. NO!” about ten times from his sister this afternoon, and the baby gate went up yesterday.
The other day, I ran downstairs to put in some laundry. When I came up a couple minutes later, he had all the remotes and dvd’s torn out of the cabinet, and had pulled the throw hanging off the end of the couch down on top of himself.
He still doesn’t have any teeth, but he is a maniac when it comes to solid food, and shakes with excitement when he sees it. He also loves the Jumperoo. Watching him in that thing is pure entertainment for the three of us. Love it!