Today we celebrate you being on the outside as long as you were on the inside! Nine months old already. You have accomplished quite a lot in those months. Crawling is easy-peasy now and I cannot turn around for even a second or you are out of sight and into trouble. Cruising the furniture is a favorite game of yours, banging your sweet little hands on every surface as you go along. You are even getting adventurous and letting go and standing alone for a few seconds at a time. And that grin. Oh, that grin! It melts my heart when you gaze up at me with those big, chocolate eyes and that mischievous grin.
You have developed a taste for table food and want what is on my plate. I don't blame you one bit. It is much better than mashed up, unseasoned food. Two days ago, I noticed a little hole in your gum, which means I will get to see that first tooth very soon! Even though you are still a peanut in size, (you are just 15 pounds), you make sure that you get lots of attention. Mama's arms is your favorite place to hang out, making housework very challenging.
All of your siblings think you are the bee's knees. And they are right, of course.
In a couple of weeks, they are going to fix your foot so that it matches the other one. I pray that everything goes smoothly and you don't resent me for the pain and the cast. It will be a long month, I am sure, but you and I can figure out some new games to keep your mind off the fact that you will not be so mobile.
Before they do the surgery, we are going to take a little trip to the Outer Banks. I think you are going to love it. We will see where the first plane flew, we will dip those toes of yours in the ocean, we will celebrate Daddy being done with the school where he has been for the last two months and us all being together for the whole summer.
I love you ever so much, my sweet, sweet little man!
p.s. The Army thought it would be funny to tell us to stay put a little longer. It looks like we won't set foot in Germany until 2014. I think it will be for the best.
|His first popsicle. Hmmmm.|
|O.K. I'll try another bite.|
|A little more, please.|
|All done! Is there more?|
|He got a stomach bug last week, and he has had a hard time bouncing back. I think it really shows in this picture.|