X at 8 months, and Halloween

X has a new cold, but this is a normal baby cold and not the wheezing RSV thing, so we can deal with it. I am feeling much more human these days now that I'm officially done with nursing (the last time was about 6 days ago) AND X is sleeping through the night most of the time. Hooray for getting older! X is also making his first crawling preparations, getting almost-but-not-quite up on all fours, and transitioning between that position and sitting. And he has taught himself how to clap.

K has been candy-obsessed all week. "Can you guess what my favorite is?" he said. "It starts with an S." I know he likes fruity, chewy things. "Skittles?" I guessed. "Starburst? SweetTarts?" No, no, no. "Snickers?" No. Finally I thought back to trick-or-treating and remembered what he was most excited about. "SpongeBob Gummy Mini-Sandwiches!" "That's right!"

I rushed home and made it for about half of the trick-or-treating. I was so excited to see X in his tiger costume, the same one K wore when he was a baby. K and his friend from next door laughed and ran in front of us, racing to each door, while we trailed behind, calling, "Not that house, the lights are off! Don't forget to say thank you!"

K has let me eat one piece of his candy each day. Lucky for me he doesn't like peanut butter.