Nine months. Three quarters of a year. Holy eff.

Maxine received a clean bill of health at her recent 9-mo check up. She’s 20.5 lbs, 28 in and likely allergic to cats.

She’s been ticking off the milestones big and small. Clapping. Waving goodbye. With like 20% accuracy. Pulling up to standing. Intentionally sitting back down. Clapping the first time she intentionally sat back down. Pushing this ridiculous train thing and walking behind it.

She makes this awesome noise. I think it’s in response to surprised excitement plus interest. She draws air in and emits an elongated croak of sorts. But in a super cute baby way.

And maybe my favorite of all. She hugs me. Draws me in super close when we lay together in bed. Heart clap. Croak.