Yesterday you turned eight months old. We keep waiting for you to crawl and to grow teeth, but you are taking your time and enjoying life just the way you are.
That's not to say that there have been no big advancements in the past month - you are now queen of the two to three hour morning nap and you have truly started sleeping through the night by our standards which means from about 8 p.m. until after 7 a.m.
Also, in the past few days you have started to imitate more and this includes clapping your tiny hands when I prompt you to do so. You are so proud of yourself and I am so proud of you that you would think we had just found the cure for a horrible disease. Imitation also includes sounds and Alex has found some pretty annoying shrieks that he knows you can copy and the two of you laugh and laugh while I just choose to leave the room smiling, but on the verge of a headache.
Food and faces are also a newer part of who you are and how you communicate. Continuing with the theme of imitation, you want to eat whatever your big brother is eating and so you have now tried your daddy's delicious soy-lime-ginger chicken and loved it (and loved being able to pick it up and feed it to yourself, you bossy little girl!). When you don't like something or are angry with how you are being treated (heaven forbid, somebody try to wipe your nose!) you have this new expression where you squint your eyes and purse your lips. I try to avoid that face at all cost.
I just love you so much!