You are nine months old today.
You are a precious addition to our family, and we all love you to pieces. Even big brother Park adores you and shows he cares about you in his cute almost-four-year-old-boy way. I love watching you together – he with his ways of talking to you imitative of mom and dad (calling you “honey” and “sweetie” and saying “no no Presley Ann!” when you take off your socks in the car and start chewing on them); you with your big brown eyes just watching watching watching him with glee and happiness whenever you see him.
Your little personality is developing and showing itself more every day. You are a very happy baby. People comment about this and ask if you’re ever grouchy or NOT smiling. You kick your legs and wave your arms in ecstatic joy when one of your peeps walks into a room.
One of your favorite “tricks” to display is waving. You love to wave at people – wave hello, wave goodbye, wave at yourself in the mirror. It is adorable. When you and I happen to be trying to “find” daddy or Park and I say, “Where’s daddy? Where’s Park?”, you understand what I’m asking and look around to where you know them to be, smile big, and start waving – even before we see them.
You are so close to crawling. You can scootch backwards and do manage to get yourself around a room quite nicely, but it is not quite crawling yet.
You give the best baby kisses. When I ask for a kiss, you consider it just for a moment, and then – with the cutest of sly, demure smiles – you lean in to my face with the baby open-mouth slobbery kiss that melts my heart.
You also love to “sing” (at least, that’s what we call it). Loudly. At the table. In the car. In church. You have definitely discovered your voice, girlfriend.
You fit in well with our family in so many ways, not the least of which is (ahem) being a good eater. You love your cereal, bottles, baby food, Puffs and Baby Mum Mums. We have not yet tried table food, but I have no doubt that – with your current two teeth – you will relish it like you do with all the others.
I’m thankful you continue to be a good sleeper – both through the night, and pretty well during nap time. You’re taking two solid naps a day at this point, and this is nice for mama to have a little break. (Sometimes mamas need naps too.)
You’re more of a cuddler than your brother was at this age. I don’t know how long this will last, but I plan to soak it up as much as possible.
Presley Ann, you’re a dear and a sweetheart, with just a bit of spice. I love you to the moon and back. I am so thankful God picked me to be your mommy.