Happy 9 Months

So here we are. Celebrating the nine month mark. I am sort of in denial that we are quickly headed towards a certain someone's first birthday and that nine months have passed (FLEW by) already. Wasn't it just yesterday that we were camped out in a hospital room getting to know a wee baby named Noah?

At nine months old, Noah is more curious and happy then ever. He laughs at us throughout the day--his favorite laughing trigger being a little game called "hide and seek" mixed with "peek-a-boo". He also cracks up when I wave like a maniac to him in the back seat (he can see me in his car seat mirror). It's always a blast on our daily outings now because he is either laughing, trying to sing with me, or sucking his super tasty thumb and looking adorbs.

I am pretty certain that Noah has learned more in the last month than any other month, but maybe that is just me being a proud mom. Here is a little rundown of this months milestones: eating finger foods, feeding himself, (dramatically) drinking out of a sippy cup, pulling up to stand on everything (my legs being his favorite thing), cruising/walking along different types of furniture, crawling, "singing", saying "duuugh" (duck? dog?), giving kisses and high 5's, and going from laying on his belly, to sitting, to standing at his crib. He now greets us each morning standing up and grinning from ear to ear and it's one of the best things to see each day. He plays with my hair and gently rubs my cheek when he is sleepy and continues to be super cuddly before nap time and bed. He now weighs 20 lbs and is 29 inches tall. Gosh, the boy is almost half my height already.

Well, I could go on and on about how much I love this kid, but that's already been established.

Without further adieu, the nine month (attempt) at a photo shoot: