You turned nine months old eight days ago. My heart just can't be convinced that you will be turning one soon. Just this morning, I packed away more of your clothes that you have outgrown. Daddy turned your exersaucer into a play table. You didn't need it anymore. You are growing and changing by leaps and bounds. We can hardly keep up.
Her legs are too chubby for the Bumbo seat. :)
Nine months old now, and you are such a delight. I wish we could follow you around all day with a video camera capturing all the adorable things you do each day. You clap your hands, shake your head “no”, and throw your arms up in the air when we ask, “how big’s Kate?”. You have a “mad, serious face” that everyone says looks just like me. It’s all in the eyebrows. Your most favorite thing to do is pull everything out of a basket or drawer and toss it over your shoulder one by one. It makes a mess, but boy, is it fun to watch you. You take it so seriously, like you are looking for buried treasure.
It never ceases to amaze me how you can make us laugh so much. You scream at the top of your lungs to get our attention. It’s ear piercing, but I can’t even begin to explain how funny you look when you do it. Then, all in an instant, your voice will turn all soft and sweet and say “da-da”. It melts us every time.
I love waking you up from a nap and it’s like you haven’t seen me in days. You bounce up and down from excitement, and then cling to me so tight when I pull you out of your crib. I love how you sit on your knees when you play, just like a big girl. I love how chubby your thighs are and how you giggle when I tickle them.
Everyday I am amazed at how beautiful you are. Your blue eyes are piercing and your dimples make me go crazy.
You have this little tuft of hair that just doesn’t know how to lay right. It’s always sticking up, and I love it. I love to imagine what you will look like as you get older. I look forward to the day when we can be the best of friends, like Mimi and me.
You are our joy, Kate Rileigh.
I love you to the moon and back,
Mama XOXOXO
A daughter is a day brightener and a heart warmer. ~Author Unknown
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This has been a very fun month for us. We have developed so many new games. So far we have "chase down the hallway", "baby hat", "tug on the ceiling fan", "bite your neck", "pillow fight", "baby rocket", "mess up the living room", "rifle through mommy's bag", "eat the camera strap"... should I go on? Whatever game we are playing that day is irrelevant because they basically all come down to you squealing. We play a little rough, you mostly dishing out the damage, but you always want more. This sure beats playing dolls and having tea parties.
Daddy
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