Dear Teddy,

 No Mrs. Cow this month, 

but you are wearing an 8 on your shirt (totally unplanned). 

That counts for something, right?!

We're a few days past your 8 month birthday, which we celebrated in Minnesota. These past 8 months have been quite an adventure, much like our trip to MN! You have begun to be quite the social little guy - you flirt with just about anyone who smiles at you. I fear this may cause you some difficulty between ages 14 and 30. Hopefully you'll learn how to be more discriminating in your flirting.

You are now also quite a little explorer. Your crawling is getting faster by the day, especially, it seems, when you are heading towards a) our bathroom, b) a cord/outlet, or c) anything with wheels. Which leads me to the other big thing in your life.

Wheels. Seriously, you are in love right now. If it has wheels, you seem to want to grab it, spin it, push it, and (obviously) chew on it.

Other cool things going on: teeth (2 bottom ones as of now), babbling (I swear one morning you pounded on my leg and said "Hi. Up." when you wanted me to get you your damn bottle already out of bed one morning), banging on things, eating "real" food (pancakes, bread, hamburger).

I read the other day that by your age, a baby's eye color is pretty much set. If that is true then, dang, you are going to steal some hearts with your ocean-blue eyes (coupled with your flirting abilities, you are turning out to be quite the stud already).

Between your eyes and your laugh and your heart and your smile and every other square inch of your ever-developing personality, you stole my heart a long time ago.
8 months to be exact.

Love,
Mom