Truman is 9 months old

Truman turned 9 months a couple weeks ago.  We headed to the Pediatrician for his regular check up.

The dialogue went something like this:
Is he crawling?
No
Getting onto all fours?
No
Is he pulling to stand? Cruising?
No No....But he sits like a champ!
Does he get to a sitting position by himself?
Um, No
How about rolling?
Yes...sometimes
So he'll roll to get to where he wants to go?
No.  He pretty much sits and plays.
Does he clap?
Ummmm....I don't know....

So here is my 9 month old who is a strong and content sitter!

 (and he reaches way out sometimes too!)






To my sweet and happy and content 9 month old. 
I love how strong and straight you sit.  You watch your brothes and laugh and giggle.  You put up with a lot from them!  I love your Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma and Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba.  You make raspberries and blow bubbles and growl low.  You have discovered your tongue and like to stick it out sideways as if you are thinking. You love to eat and you love baths and you love to be outside.  Your looks really changed when you got your 6 big teeth but people always tell me you look like your brothers.  You have the best baby dimples in your elbows and hands. And the smoothest, round baby belly.

I could go on and on, but I'll save that for the baby book or my gratitude journal or to ponder in my own heart.

And if you sit immobile for a few more days or weeks I will love that too. 

I love you completely.

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