sweet child of mine

Happy 9 months D! I love, love this age. You are changing so much. And you are funny, and you find things funny! I feel like some days we spend a lot of the day just laughing at God knows what....and then there are the days that go quite differently. But really, you make a great summer buddy, we go on marathon walks, go to the park, have lunches out, go to the zoo and the farmer's market, meet up with friends, and take naps. Not too shabby, eh?

You army crawl (and you are fast now), you love to stand (with help), and you LOVE to eat. So far the only food you really do not like is peas. Just. like. your. daddy.

You are still sleeping through the night (thank you Jeebus), taking two naps a day, but still waking up way too early.

You have eight teeth...soon to be 10 since I can tell your incisors are close behind.

all in all, you are really rocking 9 months. I love it. Did I already say that?

Ummmm, there's something different about my hair, yes? No, no don't tell me....

plant new seeds and watch them grow

D,

In my new found effort to be one of those perfect mom's who keep perfect mom blogs (like here and here, but no so much here) I decided we should do something very Martha-y and plant a garden. Ok, calling it a "garden" is a bit of a stretch b/c right now it consists of one potted plant and a hanging basket of flowers. But, hey, we planted them all ourselves, and hot damn if that small amount of flowers didn't cost us $85!

So a garden it is. in fact, we have started lovingly referring to it as The Garden of Solace. Which is sort of funny considering said Garden overlooks a back alley where the bums like to loudly sift through our garbage and their seems to be a perpetual game of pick up basketball going on between some rowdy hooligans. Not very solace-ish at all.

Anyways, I have this romantic notion that you and I will watch our garden grow together this summer, and some day we will talk about how we use to live in the big city of Chicago when you were very small and all we had was one teeny tiny outdoor space to call our own but we made the most of it nonetheless (oh my run on sentence).

I will try and remember to take pictures of our garden ever so often this summer so we can see its progress. And if it dies I will find a look alike garden and take pictures of that in an effort to preserve the innocence of your youth.

Our potted plant we lovingly named Maude