Dear FIN,
In 3 days you will be 9 months old. In the past month you traveled to Phoenix to visit your Aunt Sara & Uncle Henry, you pulled out the full on crawling mode, you can pull yourself to a standing position, and *this brings a tear to my eye*, you are finally getting your first tooth - I mean I can feel the top of it and everything. You have taught yourself so many things in the past month, my only question is, aren't you exhausted? I know I am!
From crawling, to standing, to growing teeth (mostly at night, by the way), I'm left to ponder - you now the have ability to fully figure out all the toys we have bought you. So why dear FIN, o' why do you insist on chewing on only the dogs toys?
This picture was taken on 6/20, your daddy's birthday. You are wearing an England soccer outfit given to you by Sally Strand, a friend of your auntie Sara whom is from England.
You have your 9 month doctor check up in a few days, so I'll be able to give an update on height/weight and all those good stats. But I have to say, all this crawling is giving you one mean physique. Your doughy belly is now this tough guy tummy. While all these changes are exciting, I hope the sheer rapidness slows at some point. You are growing so fast the changes are almost hard to enjoy... with exception of that tooth.
Love mama (now say it, MA-MA - maybe next month)
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