8 Months Old

How time flies! At eight months old Conor has mastered the art of crawling and has started cruising along the furniture. He has even stood unaided for a couple of seconds. We've had to put a fire guard up in Gran and Papa's house to keep him away from the fireplace. He can say hiya and mum as well as dad, or dada (or possibly it's yum, he may be referring to the milk and not to me). He loves his food and got stuck right into the roast dinner I made for Mum's birthday the other night. He even complained when he finished his pork and I had to give him more. He has six teeth, two on the bottom and four on the top. He loves his big sister.