Eight months old already.
Not a fan of sleeping through the night, not a fan of napping longer than 45 minutes. Yawn.
But happy. All the time. So, so happy.
I can't believe how much Amelia is doing now. She crawls EVERYWHERE. She claps her hands. She's starting to babble. She loves to eat food (Like, real food. As in, she shared some of Will's grilled cheese sandwich and soup for lunch). She gives hugs and sloppy wet kisses. She even takes big girl tubbies.
How is she old enough for this already? Ca-razy.
This duo is quite fond of each other.
Oh, big brothers.
Amelia, please slow down. I kinda like you being little.