Today the nugget is eight months old. And it is a Sunday, just like the day he was born.I feel like I blinked my eyes and the last 8 months swirled by in a haze. Yesterday he picked up a banana puff with his tiny fingers and put it in his mouth, while sitting in a high chair. Today he pulled himself up to standing. Tomorrow, he may just ask for the car keys.
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