Baby Girl’s First Tomato

“Freshly harvested tomatoes! I can hardly contain my excitement!”

“I hope this is better than that mushy baby food they always feed me.”

“I’m a fan of tomatoes!”

Showing her third bottom tooth. We love her snaggle-toothed goofy grin she gives us now.

 

My Name is Olive

And I have fun getting myself into a tight spot.

It’s a lot of fun until I fall off that little ledge and hit my forehead on the hard floor.

My Name is Olive

And I’ve discovered something beyond crawling. I get up on my knees, bounce around a little bit, and yell. Once I get there, I’m not quite sure what I should do next, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out soon enough.

Anyway, it’s really fun. I highly recommend it to all babies.

My Name is Olive

And I have been introduced to grass.

 

Olive at Eight Months

Little Miss Constantly Moving

One month

Two months

Three months

Four months

Five months

Six months

Seven months

My Name is Olive

I’m a mover and a shaker. My Mom has no idea how I got here. I like to keep her on her toes. In fact, I think it’s pretty funny.

 

Olive at Seven Months

I love her pose here. She is constantly flexing her legs and holding her feet off the floor. If she weren’t a baby, she’d probably have abs of steel.

One month

Two months

Three months

Four months

Five months

Six months

Eight months

My Name is Olive

And I have four teeth. There are two more top teeth trying to make their way through my gums. I have to say, it’s not the best feeling and it makes me drool. I think teeth are overrated, especially when I don’t even have to chew my food at this point. But my Mommy sure does love my teethy smile. She tells me that all the time.

I also enjoy spending most of my floor time holding my legs up and spreading my toes out wide like this. I find that it really works my core.

I’m all about the teeth and the abs these days.

My Name is Olive

I have added prunes to my diet.

 

My Name is Olive

And I eat solid food.

This was before I ate my first bowl of rice cereal (when I was still clean).

I want to hold the spoon all by myself.

Sometimes I get what I want.

But I’m not quite sure about that taste.

Seriously not sure about it.

I thought I’d put the bib in my mouth…

…or the bumbo, just so that they stop trying to feed me that bland cereal.

After a little while, I become a little interested in this food.

Okay, okay. Maybe it’s not so bad after all.