8 months...

...and just in time for Christmas! That's one of the first things I thought about when I found out I was pregnant...."The baby will be 8 months for Christmas next year"...and look at that! It's next year! And he's here! Healthy and so full of life. As cliche as it sounds, I had my "Christmas in April"...April 23rd to be exact, because there really is no greater gift then Zechariah. He waves bye bye (usually with both hands), he loves his "playzone" (daddy took the walls of the playzone and extended it so now it's bigger and badder then ever :), he tries to yell above the volume of the vacuum cleaner when I am vacuuming, he shakes his head no to everything, gives me (and ONLY me!!) big wet open mouth kisses, he still has no teeth BUT many sleepless nights which makes me think teeth will be coming...someday, and "mama" is an everyday word in his vocabularly, especially when he wants something. I think he may take off running any minute now as he is getting more and more brave trying to stand from a sitting position and letting go and trying to balance all by himself! He is so very happy. Which in turn makes us happy. I don't know how I got so lucky to have him as my son.....



* I uploaded this from work and for some reason it is small but I will get you the "full" version when I get home tonight so you can REALLY see how cute he is in my favorite hat.