Tristan is 8 months old!!! He has been such a wonderful baby...BUT he has flipped the switch...it was all just a tease! In the past month he has become a full-on monster, a cute one, but a monster none the less! Well, maybe I'm being too harsh...nah, I'm not! Tristan has started to throw mini-fits...like he's 2 years old! He grunts and jerks his body (or jumps up and down if his feet are on the ground) when he doesn't get what he wants; he fights tooth and nail EVERY time we put him in his car seat; he decided it would be fun to stay up ALL.NIGHT.LONG for about a week and a half...I think just to see if we would survive! I seriously thought God had to decided to give us a break with this one since our first is worth 2 handfulls! Guess again. It has also become increasingly difficult to take Tristan's picture, see proof:
Tristan is crawling everywhere and is into everything. He mainly uses his crawling indepedence to get somewhere he can pull up. He rakes anything he can reach off of tables, shelves, etc. He is saying a few words...mainly Dada...yea, Dada! Little stinker just smiles at me when I babble "Mama...Mama...Mama" over and over, and then says "Dada!" That's fine, he can call his "Dada" in the middle of one of his tantrums at 1:30 in the morning 'cause I sure won't respond to that! In all seriousness, we can take the child anywhere...he loves looking around and being around people, so I guess we can be thankful for that right now ;)
I was able to get a cute picture of both boys, even though Tristan is looking at his "Dada."