Payton is now 8 months old. Sometimes it feels like just yesterday I had him and I was trying to learn how to be a mom. But, anyways... just in these last 3 weeks Payton has changed and grown so much. He is now able to crawl, scoot, roll around, sit on his own from being on his stomach, pull himself to a standing position against an object, he can feed himself self with his hands of course, hold his bottle and drink while sitting up, and has learned to get around a lot faster.
About 2 weeks ago Payton was acting so grumpy so we assumed he was getting his 4th tooth on the bottom of his mouth. He had just got his 3rd on the right side, so of course we thought for sure the left side was coming now. Well... he got over his grumpiness and I didn't think a thing about it again. So two days ago he and I were playing and I noticed his teeth and thought to myself that 4th one hasn't come yet how weird. So I wondered how the top was coming along since he hasn't gotten either of those yet. I put my finger in his mouth and was completely shocked. His top 2 teeth had come in. I had no idea. I guess that explains why he was so grumpy a week ago. So now my little boy has 5 teeth.
Oh... so stink-en cute
Big boy!
He thinks he's pretty smart and cute
There he goes... say good bye!
Look I can stand-up and reach my dad.
