Jillian's Journal

Eight months old today. As you know every month on the 29th, I get my picture taken with my pink teddy bear.
Today's the day, here's the picture.

My first Thanksgiving! Grandma and Grandpa Moore, and Uncle Justin and Aunt Shannon drove up from San Antonio to celebrate Thanksgiving with Mommy, Daddy and Me! We enjoyed Thanksgiving dinner at Mimi's Cafe. a really nice restaurant and it looked like the grownups were really enjoying the food. I had my usual mush with a side of dry cheerios. I can't wait until I can eat pumpkin pie too! I was so happy to see my Grandparents and Uncle Justin and Aunt Shannon again. I love them so much...plus the next morning we had breakfast at Cracker Barrel and I got to show off my hat!

Crawling is great. Mommy and Daddy are amazed at how quick I am. My world has expanded immensely. Grownups still confuse me. They leave a food bowl out on the floor where I can get to it, yet say "NO" every time I crawl over to enjoy a morsel. I don't understand, ...they let the cats eat out of the bowl, but not me! I can feed myself just fine from this bowl. However, they still insist on making a big production of my feeding. They drag out the high chair, the bib, and spoon food into my mouth. Don't they know I have hands that will accomplish the same thing! I demonstrate this at each feeding, yet they immediately wipe the food from my hands! How confusing...why wipe off the food, clearly I'm trying to get it into my mouth to eat! Oh well...I'm still too small, so I must endure these strange feeding rituals for a while until I get a little bigger.

Here's some pictures of me getting into new places now that I can crawl.