I could have posted a billion different photos to symbolize you at 8 months Saint,
but none of them would have captured you quite like the one I took of you this morning in our bed.
At 8 months you love your sister, Bob Marley, and every food imaginable.
You clap, wave (not always on demand) say Da-Da and when you’re really worked up Ma! (As in MAAAAAA!!!!!) You are calm and peaceful and patient and beautiful.
You’re one alkalies heel is you can not stand to be alone…ever. You would prefer to be in someones arms at all times, but you’ll settle for someone to sit near you and chat. You are a cuddlier, like a warm fuzzy koala bear, in short you’re the most perfect being I could ever imagine.
We are blessed and highly favored, because we got you.