8 Months

Dear Arlo,
Happy 8 Months!
The past month you have endured:
One black eye {on my watch, rats!}
One accidental foot stomp on the head {by a certain somebody whose name begins and ends with the same letter...also on my watch...so unfair!}
Two ear infections
Multiple days of coughing, sneezing and a little wheezing
Swollen gums from one determined tooth that just can't seem to show its toothy face
And finally, you have endured the song, Rudolph The Red Nose Reindeer sung 19,385 times. Oh Arlo, if it were anyone else, they may have buried themselves in a cozy cocoon until unlucky number 7 month had moved on. But not you my dear, you have faced every bumpy-bruised-coughing-drippy-nose day with smiles and determination. And with that, we are watching you almost...nearly there...so very close...take your first crawling strides. It's just around the corner my dear...fingers crossed it's a cushy corner.
We love you Arlo.
Happy 8 Months!
xo