Nine Months

Dearest Leah,

NINE MONTHS. NINE! I know I say it all the time, but holy crow I can’t believe it! This past month has been so much fun.  You are hilarious. Your level of awareness and curiosity has skyrocketed and I am currently preparing your application for MENSA.

 You were a little less than cooperative with our 

wanting to take your monthly picture

 No sweet potatoes?! I'm outta here.

So we took what we could get...

You can army crawl with the best of them. I laugh because it sort of looks like you are swimming as you swing your arm out and reach, while pushing yourself forward with your foot. And when you make it to the hardwood floor, you can really scoot with the rubber tread on the bottom of your socks!

You have become a stellar eater in your high chair, though not so much with the nursing, as previously discussed. You still love sweet potatoes the best, but there hasn’t been anything you have refused.  Except maybe bananas. Otherwise you’ll eat carrots, oatmeal, blueberries, green beans, avocado, rice pasta, and zucchini, with gusto! Next on the list: Ground turkey, Broccoli, Peas, and plums! What cracks me up the most is how you 'talk' while you eat. You sound like a little mogwai, munching and babbling... It just kills me. So I just pretend like we are carrying on an actual conversation... 

You are more fascinated with the random objects around the house than the plethora of toys you have at your disposal. What I should have invested more in is your socks, because you are always holding at least one. Tupperware, which you love banging together. And shoes, because you always make a B-line for them. Gross.

 Reaching for the camera lens.

I honestly can't begin to explain how much joy you bring your dad and me. I wake up thrilled to jump out of bed to scoop you up and start our day. I love you so ridiculously much.

Can't wait to see what the next month brings...

Love,

Momma