Mr. Samuel at eight months (and now he's already nine!). . .what can I say except fun, fun, fun! Sam is such a sweet, happy little guy who loves everyone. Everyone! He loves to give open-mouthed kisses and loves. He is famous for his grins, and hands them out to everyone he meets. Now that he's here, I don't know what we ever did without him.
He started crawling (but not really, more like a worm scoot) at about eight months. Now, at nine months old, he is pulling himself up to everything and can't wait to get going with the whole walking gig. He is eating pretty much everything and loves his bath time. The girls love playing with him, especially laying him on his stomach on either the couch and bed while they play peek a boo over the side. It makes him laugh so hard he can hardly get a breath in. Speaking of getting the giggles, this little guy is about the most ticklish baby I've ever seen. He gets giggling every time I put lotion on him, pull on or off his socks, or pull a shirt over his head. We think it's pretty cute.
In fact, we think everything about our little man is pretty cute! Just yesterday, Ryenne said. "He's soooo cute! (Insert squeal) He's so cute I can hardly stand it! He's so perfect! I can't even put it into words how he makes me feel inside!" One thing's for sure, he's got his sisters wrapped around his little finger for the time being!
Little buddy, we are so glad you joined our little family!