I can’t believe my little one is eight months old today.
He grew from this little bundle:
To this silly guy that giggles and crawls and climbs everything:
Happy eight months, little mountain goat.
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My Dear Daughter,
Loved the photos, the way you put them together above. He’s a climber, just like Aunt Amy, although Daniel might have also been one, at 8 months. You will have to tell me what Rick & Carole say about that.
Love,
Mama