Crawling!

Somehow my little baby boy is already 8 months old! It's a little sad because I miss the days where he actually wanted to sit in my lap to be held, but it's also a ton of fun. His new skills include the 'pincher grasp' and army crawling. Now that he can pick them up he loves Puffs and Cheerios and shovels them in to his mouth like they're going out of style. Here he is helping me choose what to have alongside his Cheerios this morning:

To demonstrate Aiden's crawling skills all you need is the proper motivation. This can come from a variety of sources including anything that you would really rather he not touch (cell phones, TV remotes, sunglasses etc.), a food item of yours that you have carelessly set next to you on the floor, anything with the potential to maim or kill him (outlets, power cords, heavy things that can tip over on him like the vacuum) and of course, any animal that is brave or stupid enough to be caught napping on the floor. Here's Aiden the moment before he has spotted something particularly interesting that he wants to check out.

And here he is the moment after he's spotted such an item:Go Aiden Go! :-)

7 months old & the Solano County Fair

Aiden is 7 months old now & he's definitely continuing to grow up faster than we can keep track of. He's even finally the same size as the giant polar bear he got for his birthday in the hospital.

Both of his central lower teeth have popped through now & he's chomping on everything he can shove in his mouth. They're tough to get a photo of, so you'll have to stay posted to get a glimpse of the pearly whites. He loves, loves, loves to smack things and hear the big noise it makes. His favorite thing to do is smack the water though and make a big huge splashy mess :-)

A couple weekends ago we went to see Grandma Joy show llamas at the Solano County Fair and Aiden seemed to have a blast looking at all the different animals and people there. It was also yet another chance to rock his oh so cool shades, this time with the other Pedroni men.
He's pretty darn close to mobile these days - diaper changes have become such a crazy, rolling, acrobatic feat that they've temporarily been moved from the changing table to the floor. Once on the floor he flops like a little fish out of water but somehow manages to move in a directed way. You'll look down and suddenly his little bare butt is three feet away and you have nothing but a fresh diaper in your hand. He's also working pretty hard on getting up on his hands & knees, and will pull himself up with only a tiny bit of help from us. What a strong little guy!