9 months ago today, I had a tiny newborn. Now I have a crawler full of personality and curiosity.
She's still has her serious moments but they are peppered with laughter and smiles.
Grace can pull herself up into a standing position now and always wants to see what I am doing.
Grace has totally mastered her walker on and off the kitchen flooring. I really need to get a picture of her in it. Anyway, Davey can find no refuge from where Grace now that she can fake walk and crawls so quickly after him. He really is a 135 pound chicken. Most of the time you can find him hiding in plain sight on top of our bed. She still likes to sleep with Mom and Dad and would probably prefer to be carried around on a royal cushion if it meant she was next to me. No matter. It gives me a reason to douse her in a million mommy kisses.
