My dearest, darling Aliza Joy,
You know what? I never got your seven months letter written. You're probably okay with that, because that's the kind of kid you are turning out to be. Just happy to be. We spent the better part of the last month battling a dreadful little virus that did not want to turn loose of its grip on you, but I do believe we are on the upswing.
Oh, child! So much to say about you at this age. I love these months, this Golden Stage of Babyhood. Everything brings you such delight. You love to laugh and learn and look; everything is a wonder to behold with those big, beautiful eyes of yours.
Here's a rundown of what life looks like with you right now:
* You are now mobile! You've been doing a lot of creative movement and would inch and scootch and roll where you wanted to go for weeks now, but last week you really took off with actual crawling. Still working out some of the kinks, but if you get your eyes set on something you really want (usually something Dacey really does not want you to have), you can get to it lickety split.
* You've been pushing up to sitting from laying down for a few weeks now, and I think you do it in your sleep. Then you wake up sitting up in your crib and get quite mad over the not being able to lay back down. You'll get there! Just be patient.
* You love to entertain and be entertained. The people who have the fortune of sitting behind y0u in Mommy and Daddy's Sunday school class or at church or in restaurants or wherever you are tagging along find themselves distracted by your insistence that everyone pay attention to you. Yep, a little Middle Child Syndrome, even though we haven't added a younger sibling for you to compete with yet.
* You love your sister and your evening bath with her never fails to bring you joy. I can't take my hands off of you for one second in there as you are constantly trying to scale the bathtub walls. In fact, you are constantly on the lookout for any dangerous or scary thing you can do to make Mommy's heart stop. No fear.
* You are resolute in your decision that baby food is for babies and from now on, it's table food only for you, the Big Girl. Your approach to food scares me a little as it is the picture of reckless abandon. Again, no fear.
Here you are in all your loveliness:
Definitely one of my favorite ages. Can't wait to see what the next weeks and months will bring.