I was going to save these pictures for Griff’s 9-month-birthday post in 3 days, but I’m sure he’ll do something cute between now and then. 🙂

One of his favorite places to cruise is on the cat tree. He loves to stand at the window behind it and look outside and slobber on the glass. There’s also a register on the floor back there, and I think he enjoys feeling the air blowing on him while he’s standing on it. The hot air makes his hair look like crazy dandelion fluff.

He’s recently started saying “mama”. I don’t care if he doesn’t know what it means. I don’t care if he’s actually trying to say, “Look out! I’m working on a giant poop!” or “Please remove me from the care of this insane woman!” Every time he says it I melt into a puddle.