9 months with eden.

first, try taking a picture of a 9 month old..., sitting on a chair.
goodluck.
just imagine me wearing a silly mcdonald's happy meal toy necklace, that sings something so stuuupid i can't even tell you, & jumping all around.
you're welcome for the visual.

second, NINE MONTHS? already?
i think i'll go cry myself a river.

eden, you are pure sunshine.
i seriously thank God for bringing you into our family every single day.
9 months with you have been the best of my life. no joke.
you're the most expressive little thing, with the best faces of all time.
you have the chunkiest cheeks & juiciest baby thighs.
i looooooove to eat them all day long.
you love to stand.
must be standing at all times.
or wiggling somewhere.
i love to watch your little mind a'thinkin.
you're at the age where everything is new! and fun!
and gosh darnit, you WILL figure out how everything works.
you're determined to (just like your daddy).
you like to eat everything now.
especially spaghetti, cut up quesadillas, grilled cheese sammiches...mac&cheese...!
[you know, all kid staples that aren't very trendy for babies these days. lol. but heck, we never were ones to follow the rules, were we!]

my very favorite thing is hearing your sweet baby squawks every morning.
and every night, we pray. and i lay you down as i kiss your soft, fluffy cheeked face. and you roll right over to your side, rubbing your soft pink blankie in your hands, pulling it right over your face.

i'll never be able to drink it all in, edes.

3 more months of these silly, annoying pictures, edengirl.
and then i promise, no mas. i won't torture you ever again.

total mom lie.

happy 9 months to our oompa loompa baby boo!
we love you so much it hurts.