Yesterday I turned 28. I like birthdays, I especially like my birthdays, so I have no complaints.
Today, Emma celebrated 9 months of life. Wow. She has been a living, breathing person in the world for the same amount of time that it took to grow her inside of me. That is amazing. We went out to Chinese food for dinner tonight and the fortune inside my cookie said, "Remember 3 months from this date. Good things are in store for you." Yes, they are. I can't believe my kidlette is so close to being a year old.
Here is a list of her latest and greatest achievements:
Crawling like a champ.
Standing up while holding onto anything for support
Cruising all over the place while holding on to anything for support
2 bottom teeth
She can pick things up with just her finger and thumb - she loves to feed herself!
She repeats sounds. We can get her to say "Dada," "kiki" (for kitty), "DuhDuh" (for doggie), and sometimes "baba" (for bye-bye).
She laughs hysterically with her mouth wide open and her tongue out.
She is about 27 inches tall.
I don't know how much she weighs.
She claps her hands and it is adorable.
I love her.