Month eight . . .
 
 
 

Okay, I'm really getting serious about this business called "playing" now.  I have to reach for things and hold things and check out how
everything feels to my fingers.   It takes a lot of concentration--as you can see from my face.  That is, until Daddy gives me a hug
and makes me laugh!

Those are the best play times.
Dad plays with me, and I play with Mom,

and together we make a family.