We got the pictures but didn't manage to squeeze in a blog post on Edward's eight-month birthday. It was Friday night and I couldn't face any more leftovers and was all tapped out on creative ideas for cooking so we decided to go out for Mexican food. Edward sat in a restaurant high chair for the first time. Earlier this week he sat in the grocery cart. In both cases, I was glad for the safety belt as he is very wiggly and the seats are big enough to accommodate a much larger child so there was a lot of room for slipping. But he did fine. At the restaurant he liked to play with the spoons we weren't using. He dropped two on the floor and then we had to shift to his own toys. He dropped the rings on the floor before I got smart and hooked one end of the rings to the seat belt and the other to his teething book so it would not fall. He was going through toys too quickly. He would have had them all on the floor before our meal even arrived! A good solution. He was happy while we ate and we all made it home in time for his bedtime, followed soon thereafter by ours!

At eight months, Edward is so much fun. He reacts to seeing us--always excitement even if we've just stepped out of sight for a moment. He plays and babbles and blows lots of raspberries, even when Grandpa isn't around (ha ha.) Actually, I think it must have something to do with impending teeth. He has been blowing and spitting for all he's worth this last week, soaking bibs and shirts.

In addition to these photos (the top one is afternoon and the bottom one is morning--in pajamas that were a gift at birth that seemed HUGE at the time!) we took some video of playtime, but we spent a lot of time trying to capture one of his best moves, so now John needs to do some editing before it's ready to post. Stay tuned.