My Sydney

We seem to be stagnant in the milestone game. No new teeth, no crawling. She has been rocking back and forth the past two days so maybe she'll start soon. Although, she's not up on her knees when she does it, just her hands. She does seem more content playing on her tummy these days. She should be pretty strong as that's all she practicing in her crib at night.

Up. Down. Up. Down. Scoot against the rail. Up. Down. Up. down. Face plant into the rail. Briefly yell out in protest. Up. Down. Take a break. Begin where leaving off.

She's also moved on from saying Dada and is now on a Mom kick. I'm loving that, OBVIOUSLY. Who cares if she doesn't know what it means? I still have a chance of me being her first word! I was beginning to get discouraged. In your face-DADDY!

I'm not really sure where September has gone. Which means my little darling is two weeks away from being eight months old. I'm going to ignore that fact, and instead focus on the wonderful holiday seasons coming up. October 1st, I'm going to put Sydney in her first Halloween outfit. It's the cutest one I've ever seen. We have yet to find the perfect Halloween costume. I'm excited to make her look as cute and ridiculous as possible. You know, so I can add those pictures to her "embarrassing photo's to show boyfriends" box. I've got quite the collection of silly faces and poses already.

Other funny mannerisms she's doing lately include dancing, shaking her head in a no motion, and flexing her back forward and backward-all at the same time. She decided she now likes to jump in her exersaucer too. Note to baby: THAT'S WHAT YOUR JUMPER IS FOR. She softly sings when she hears music, a whistle, or anything else with a tune. It's the sweetest sound ever.

Well, it's time to go get her from her nap so I guess that's all for now, folks.