Here is a better picture of Ansel with Grandma Liz.
Ansel is 8 months today. He has no teeth. He is wanting to move about and gets frustrated when he lunges forward and ends up on his belly. He likes being outside, listening to books, looking in mirrors, playing peek-a-boo/hiding games, loves dogs, and loves the Patriots in the Superbowl...oh wait, that is Jeremy.
Ansel will reach out with his arms when he wants to be picked up.
He will stare at me and when I turn to him he will smile a big grin (just lovely).
He likes to watch the laundry go round in the washing machine and then turns to me and smiles as if to say, "That's cool, isn't it?"
He has discovered gravity. I had him sitting on the edge of the changing table. He's look over the edge, drop his duck, and watch it fall. Of course I'd pick it up and we'd do it all over again.
We have screeching contests. He usually wins. My throat starts to hurt after a while.
I like this age a lot.
2 comments:
Damn he is cute! What color is his hair? It is hard to tell in the pictures how light it will be.
No teeth yet huh. My nephew didn't get any until around a year old so I'm sure they will be here before you know it. Rowan has 7 now and actually chipped his front teeth this weekend:(. I was sad because I loved the little shape of them and now they are missing a little piece. I still love them.
I'd call his hair a sort of coppery blonde, but with out the red that 'coppery' implies. I'm not sure there's currently a word in English for it. The JCrew catalog people might call it 'Coast Birch' or some such crap. In any case, I am loving watching his hair come in.
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