Eight Months Today

When you have your first child everyone takes pains to tell you how fast it will fly by. "Enjoy every second!" they implore you. And you do. All focus is on that little life. I don't feel like I missed a moment, so you well-meaning harpies can all take a breath.

The advice, it seems to me, would be best served with the arrival of baby number two. Charlotte turns 8-months-today and for the life of me I don't know where the time went. I swear it was last week I was carefully maneuvering her dainty little form into newborn onesies. Now she is this robust, smiling, peals-of-laughter little cherub with two teeth and a burning desire to crawl.

She eats her own cheerios, one-at-at-time, stuffing the little "O"s between her lips and her protruding choppers, she howls (and i mean hooooowls) when her jar or prunes and oatmeal is not served at precisely the right moment come sun up and she is working very very hard to pull herself to a standing position from the floor. Just this week she began to clap, as if she knew she had a big 8-month milestone to celebrate.

It may be going by wicked fast Miss Charlotte, but we're loving every minute.