In just over a week Jack will be eight months old.
What the heck?
Almost eight hours…
It’s been a quick almost-eight months, and the kid has really developed. He’s gone from a fleshy, squalling, hungry, sometimes wet lump to… well that much hasn’t changed, but there’s more now. And he’s not much of a lump. More of a wind-up toy with a really long spring.
He’s getting big. He’s getting mobile. He’s trying to stand. Getting closer and closer to maybe a word or two. He tries to see around things. He recognizes sounds from another room. He picks things up, does more than just shove them into his mouth now. He examines them. He will also throw them, but first he examines them.
I guess what I’m trying to highlight here is that the boy is growing up–and it’s an observable phenomenon even in a short eight months.
Almost eight months.
I gotta say… it’s one of those things that’s a privilege and honor to watch and be a part of.
That is all.
Cheers!
–John
