Eight months

Henry is eight months old (plus a week, if we're being specific). How did that happen?

Eight things about Henry at eight months:

• He still doesn't have any teeth. Once in a while we'll think he's definitely teething, and maybe he is, but so far he has nothing to show for it.
• His weight gain has slowed a bit, as our pediatrician assured us it would. Last week he weighed in at 24.5 pounds. That's still above the 95th percentile, for those of you keeping track at home. Some of his 12-18 month clothes are starting to get snug.
• He's eating two meals a day of solids now, breakfast and dinner. For breakfast he usually has some variation of what we're having - maybe some egg yolk, yogurt, or fruit. Today he had whole milk yogurt, mango chunks, avocado and a few blueberries. Dinner is usually some pureed veggies. I made him some turkey pureed with carrots and avocados, which he seems to like.
  
• He likes sitting on the front porch. We usually go out there for a while after breakfast.
  
• If he fusses in the car, a rousing round of "Wheels on the Bus" (or its alternate version, "Waves on the Beach") is almost guaranteed to cheer him up.
  
• We've become regulars at baby lap-sit at the public library. At first he was sort of bewildered at all the singing and all the babies, but now he "sings" along and claps his hands, and smiles at the other kids.
  
• He's not quite crawling yet. He can roll around the house, and has lately started using his feet to pivot around while sitting up. He's really close to getting on all fours - he'll rock forward while sitting up but can't quite get all the way there yet.
  
• Things that we can count on to make him laugh: tickling, the dog, peek-a-boo (with mama or papa, with strangers it can be sort of scary), fake sneezing, splashing in the tub, the line in "Waves on the Beach" where the crabs go pinch, pinch, pinch, belly and neck zerberts (coined by The Cosby Show, who knew?).