At 8 months old, Drew has 4 teeth and 2 on the way. He is not the least bit interested in crawling and really I don't think his scrawny little arms could hold him up. He's slowly getting solids again but still on the terribly expensive formula along with my Dark Corn Syrup cocktail. It seems to be doing the trick as he is going almost once a week now. It feels bad to say that that is an improvement. He likes to clap and give hi-5's but will cry if someone else starts crying or if I leave the room. He's so mellow and hardly makes any noise. I remember Aiden wouldn't ever stop making noise and Drew is totally opposite.

This is Aiden showing Drew how to dance. Aiden is really into dancing all of a sudden and I got a cute video I'll have to put on. Who said Perry's can't dance?
Aiden being silly in his skibbies. It was too hot today. We didn't even leave the house. This was part of Joe's father's day gift that I finally started. Yes, the dreaded Dodger sign is plastered to our wall (downstairs of course). This is how much I love him.