i(Phone) Spy: Month Eight - Brynn

To cap off a great couple of days with her grandparents our Brynnie turned 8 months old.  For those of you into fractions (*cough* Jen *cough*) that is 2/3rds of a year.  Thankfully I managed to clear some space on my phone and did a marginally better job of taking pics.  Enjoy a walk down our month 8 memory lane.

Brynnie the Dog Whisperer working her magic on Harley.

Once again she faked us out.  We thought she was exhausted and moments from sleep. When we got downstairs and turned the monitor on she was sitting up. chowing down on a tie to her bumper.  (Don't worry- we went up and corrected it so that she couldn't get to it any more.)

Like any good mother, I let her do this for long enough to capture a picture and then promptly went over and removed her.  Apparently swings aren't very impressive to her.

This is one of the first times I remember us being brave enough to give dinner as a family of 4 a whirl.  By "brave" I mean we selected the loudest location we could think of and went at 4 pm so that any meltdowns only bothered us.

"Mommay- Bwynnie 'tuck!"  Little does she know about 15 months earlier her sister planned on her living in this.

Hand over the Yum Yums.  Stat.

Does this clip make my hair look less crazy, Mama?

Remember when you tried to make me eat carrots?  That was hilar.

This photograph is notable not only for it's cute factor but also because it was taken at our favorite local breakfast place.  There's only one highchair.  This was the first time that Emery allowed Brynn to use it.  Torch officially passed.

She's either contemplating her thoughts on spinach or how to end world hunger.

Selfies while reading bed time stories.