There is something about 9 months old. At first it can make a mommy weepy….”How on earth can this babe be as many months as I was pregnant?” But then their little personalities start to bloom and you fall in love even harder than you ever thought you could. This guy is proving to be a clown, a lover and an eater. 100% all boy and 100% impossible not to kiss every chance I get. Still can’t believe he will be one soon…
Between sending Jettie’s 4 year birthday party invites and this post of a 9 month Binger (who is actually 10 months old today) I’m having a sentimental Monday. I thought why not post a pic of our sweet girl at the same age. You can tell they’re siblings yet they certainly don’t look exactly alike. I loved her two bottom chompers at this stage. And those big dark eyes, they still get me.
Ugh, and now she’s all legs, sassy and absolutely everything I would want a daughter to be. I think I’ll go cry in my cold cup of coffee now. (We are not having more babies…we are not having more babies…we are not having more babies…)