Emilio is no longer my little baby nor is he a big boy so I am choosing to call him my big baby. In the last couple of days he has pulled to standing and he is crawling like it is nobody's business. Oh, and he is cutting his FOURTH tooth on top. That will make a total of SIX teeth and he just turned 8 months. He is the apple of auntie's eye and when she is around his little feet don't touch the ground because he finds his spot on her hip as she carries him around the whole day...as Ignacio chases after her saying, "Auntie, look at this!!!!!"
Ignacio has been more sensitive lately...first a bout with really hard stuttering and then meltdown after meltdown (today it was that he couldn't have a yellow popcicle) and tesing limits like crazy. I noticed tonight that both Angel and I have intuitively brought him in closer, or as Krissy says, "brought him under our wings." I slept with him in our bed for nap this week and Angel spends extra time at night snuggling him. I think it works. A little love never hurts.
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