My eight month birthday turned out to be very exciting for mama and dada. First off, that morning I told mama that I wanted dada. "Dada" I said. I think she secretly wanted me to say mama. Later that day, Dada took me with him to go run some errands. While we were driving around town I wanted his attention, "dada, dada, dada," I said!! He was very excited. When we got home, I heard him ask mama if I had "told" her anything. Mama burst out laughing. She didn't want to tell dada that I said his name first!!! Then later mama was playing the bakers man song with me, and to her surprise I patted my own cake. I clapped all by myself!!! Well, I still had one more surprise in store. Dada had a friend stay at our house so they could go to an ou game. I can't let a perfectly good audience go to waste. Mama was showing him how I usually high-center when I try to crawl. To their surprise I didn't high center at all, I just took off on all fours. They were all so excited. I am tired now!! i can't give away all my tricks at once!!!
