eight months and excuse me for more flower photos

Eight months, eight months, eight months.  This month, only a few days in, is already shaping up to be my favorite so far.  I swear she went to bed a tiny baby and woke up the next morning a little person.  Babbling and now crawling all over the place.  It is awesome.  I am so fortunate to be this little lady's mom.

Today we went to Descanso Gardens -yes, another garden because the weather was perfect- to take some photos of her eight month old self.  

Ten minutes of walking around and she knocked out in her stroller.

 So I parked it next to this place. 

Then sat by myself reading, looking through Instagram and generally just enjoying the view, while she slept for an hour clutching her favorite toys.  

After her nap and a milky snack we spent some more time wandering around.

I'm pretty sure that she wanted to put every single flower we saw in her mouth. 

Clio could not have been more excited to be let loose on the grass to play.

While taking photos a nice man with an even nicer camera (Canon 5D, sigh, I want you) offered to take a shot of us together.  But Clio would not cooperate.  She just wanted to rub her face in the grass.  

That's my girl.

crocheted

Leif's mom made this crazy cool lined crochet jumper-jacket-hoodie-like thing for Clio.  It has been a very mild winter and we have not really had a chance to use it much so we decided to put her in it and take some photos before she gets too big.

She was obviously pretty into it...

And my favorite one...

Squeal!!!  Here comes mama's hand in for tickles!!!!

mad skills

I should probably start a segment here called, "Made by Leif."

He's got mad skills.  He made these shortly after Clio was born.  

You can still see her crusty umbilical cord.  

Like I said, mad skills, right?

four months

Clio turned 4 months old last week.

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She has two bottom teeth.

She can roll from her back to her tummy, but only to the right.  

Just like this guy.

She likes to fake cough, blow raspberries, and shriek like a banshee.

She loves to fly in the air like a plane and spend time on her tummy.

Her favorite toys are, in the following order;

My Hair

My Boobs

My Glasses

This Owl

Sleeping is a favorite pastime of hers.  

She sleeps ten to eleven hours a night and likes to nap a couple of times during the day too.

Almost all her dark, dark hair fell out

but it is growing back in strawberry blond.  

That's the Irish Finley in her.

She is still learning how to really laugh a deep belly giggle 

and not the cute half-giggle thing she's been doing for weeks.  

I've only seen her do it twice.  

It is the most awesome thing I've ever seen.

It is crazy how in just four months our girl went from this tiny little thing in the hospital 

to this inquisitive, drooling, boogery, ball of energy.

She is so very, very loved.

Edited to add so I never forget...

at four months:
weight: 13 pounds 14 ounces
length: 25 inches

at birth:
weight: 8 pounds 4 ounces
length: 21 1/2 inches