Chatterbox

My Dearest Andrew,

At 8 months old there is one thing that you love to do almost as much as you love to cruise the house in your walker, and that is talk. While there are no "real" words coming out of your mouth it feels like some days we have complete conversations. Perhaps my most favorite part of your talking is your range. You can go from complete screams to soft whispers and I must admit whispers are my favorite. Your eyes get wide, your touch gets soft and you lock eyes. Soft little whispers, squeaks, and squeals escape your lips and my heart swells with love.

You will hold a conversation with almost everyone you meet, showcasing your vocal talents at every opportunity. Sometimes I swear you are singing along with the music you hear or creating your own songs to fill the silence. I cannot wait for your first real word (right now we are getting da-da) and to hold conversations with you on the way home from school or to the store. I look forward to singing the ABC's with you and having your read words from a page to me. I cannot wait for your babbles to become words, your words to become sentences, and for your personality to flow from your lips. You will be a chatterbox like your father and I cannot wait for that day.

Love always,

Mommy Dearest