An 8-month update

Well, Scott's 8 months old. I can hardly believe it. This week, he has not only perfected crawling on all fours, he has begun pulling himself up on things on his knees, pulling himself to stand, and cruising. He makes great messes, as you can see:

"What?"

We decided it was time to move his crib mattress down to the lower rung when he greeted us this way after a Sunday nap:



He's only kneeling in this picture; if he were standing, he'd probably be falling out. What a tall child! Scott absolutely loves Curious George (on the wall behind him). He's tall enough that he can touch the trees when he stands up, and he is so proud of himself!



In this sequence of pictures, you can see how he climbs things; in this case, my leg. Sorry they're blurry; my camera isn't great at action shots.




In addition to all this added mobility, Scott cut another tooth this week; he is now up to 8, 4 on bottom, 4 on top. It's kind of funny the way his teeth have come in: he got his first 2 at 4 months; he was quiet during month5, then at 6 months he got 4 all at once on the top. So he had 6 teeth at 6 months, 7 teeth at 7 months, and now 8 teeth at 8 months. I also can feel some suspicious bumps in the back of mouth where molars would be, so maybe those are not far off? Yikes.


ALSO, I've been bloggin' up a storm today, trying to get caught up, so be sure to check out the two posts just older than this one.

Scott's weekend adventures

On Friday, Mandi and I went to the Halloween concert on campus with Mandi's brother Steven. It was pirate-themed and pretty fun. Mandi's parents babysat Scott for us and took these pictures:

Grandma and Grandpa Johnson brought a little baby pumpkin for Scott to gnaw on. He's wearing his dragon costume that Mandi made by hand.

Here is Scott with the Happy Halloween card the Johnson family got for him. He enjoyed chewing on it.

And this is a video I took of Scott and Mercedes playing. Mercedes is the daughter of a couple that used to be in our ward; they were moving on Saturday so we watched her for a couple hours. 

Scott has learned how to pull himself up on things, and as a result we're having to baby-proof the house another couple feet up. Things on the couch are no longer safe.