I really suck at these. And I’m currently sucking at blogging. My last real post? December 9th. Disgusting.
Speaking of 9, you’re 9 months old. Can you believe it? You’ve been out as long as you were in! And I have to say I’m quite thankful that your gestation period ended 9 months ago. Because a 25 pound delivery would have been… hell.
You are thisclose to crawling. Which I’m not sure if you’ll ever really get to since rolling is your preferred method of transportation. This is fine except your favorite place to roll is towards things and places you shouldn’t be near. You’re getting fitted for your bubble next week…
You had your first Christmas and got what felt like a bajillion toys and do you know what you wanted to play with? Wrapping paper and the automobile vacuum cleaner your Lola got in Dirty Santa. Who knew?
I just want you to know I think you’re wonderful. And I really can’t imagine anything that could change that. I really can’t.