Octobaby

Will is eight months old!

(As of the 28th, I know, but I couldn't upload the pictures in time.)

Here he is "enjoying" his first bite of Cheerios

(actually, Joe's O's from Trader Joe's, if you're looking to split hairs):

Pointing to his favorite page in one of his many pop-up books:

Will has developed a habit of standing up on the book crates in the living room and pulling out the ones he wants read to him. It's all well and good until he spies his forever favorite, The Three Bears. If it appears in his line of sight, Will starts grunting and grabbing for it...and when you're done reading to him, you MUST hide it immediately, on penalty of having to read it nineteen more times.

Posing with Barbara the Bear, gifted to him by Grandmom and Grandpop and named by Dave:

Lurching for the camera:

The one-tooth wonder:

I could eat those green eyes for dinner. With a side of bald head, and some cheek chub for dessert.