8 Months Old Today!

My baby girl turned eight months old today!  It's hard to believe that she is officially two-thirds done with her first year of life.  The time is sure flying.  Ella is such a busy baby--I just can't believe it.  She is nonstop.  Ella crawls everywhere.  She pulls herself up onto everything.  And she walks along furniture all the time.  Ron even found her sitting on the landing of our stairs (six steps up) the other day when he was working on his Sunday school lesson in the other room.  Ella loves getting into the dishwasher whenever it is open, digging through the recycle bin, and chewing on shoes.  She also makes a mad dash for the basement stairs whenever the door is left open.  It's amazing that one of us has been able to stop her from tumbling down them every single time this has happened.  Ella is still one happy, bubbly baby who thrives on attention from anyone--especially her sister, daddy, and me.  She is doing a good job eating any kind of baby food we feed her and has also been introduced to baby puffs, tiny pieces of bread, and pear slices.  She hasn't really gotten the hang of eating these more solid foods and will typically spit them out unless we place them inside her cheek.  The big news of the month is that Ella just popped her two front, bottom teeth this weekend.  After feeling them for a week or so, I just noticed that they had actually broken through today.  Feeeyoooh!  We made it over this first hurdle.  And the sad news of this past month is that Ella caught her second and third cold back to back.  She has been as healthy as can be since her first cold which she caught from Lia and Logan when she was only three weeks old.  So, we had a good, healthy run while it lasted.  But unfortunately Lia got a really bad cold from the girl we carpool with to school and then she passed it onto me and then to Logan and then to Ella.  The poor, little baby has been so congested and has slept horribly for the past two weeks with only a three day break in between colds.  As a result, I am exhausted.  I hate how the common cold totally wreaks havoc on a baby's sleep AND mine, too!  Oh well.  We'll get through this.  Until next month!