Evelyn started army crawling at seven months old and doing what we call 'revving up her engines'. She would push-up to a proper crawl and sort of wobble back-and-forth like she was going to move, but not actually go anywhere! Now that she is eight months old, she is crawling all over the place and into everything. I keep catching her with pieces from the boys games (like battleship) in her mouth. She can stand if she's balancing on something, but she can't pull herself up by herself.
She absolutely hates to be left in a room if everyone else is in the other room. She definitely prefers to be held, but she will settle for being on the ground as long as people are around her.
She just finished cutting her upper two incisors this week, and it was a painful, horrible process for her! Now, she enjoys grinding her teeth.
She's a very happy, and smiley baby. It's quite easy to coax a laugh out of her. I love that when Paul or I walk into the room she gets so excited, that she flails her whole body, wiggling her arms and legs as hard as she can.
She loves spitting and blowing raspberries right now, and especially loves it when the boys do it back to her. Not sure that this bodes well for my hopes for a total girly girl.
Church is a chore with her now, because she refuses to sleep much in public. Occasionally, Paul can get her to sleep during sacrament meeting (her normal nap time), if he walks her around enough, but it never lasts long. James is still a bit shy in nursery, so sometimes I just take Evelyn into nursery with him and we hang out there.
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