NINE

Dear Ry Ry,

Today you are nine months old. Really I can't believe it I want you to stay a little baby forever. I never want you to crawl, talk or walk. Well not really but I am not ready to give up my snuggles. You have changed so much this last month. MOST of all you are happy! We finally put you on some good medicine and we FINALLY have our happy sweet baby that we originally had. It has been a life saver.

Here are some of your favorite things.....

*You just learned how to pick up gerber bites and cheerios. You will sit in the high chair and play for a LONG time.

*You say Mama, Dada although I am not sure you know what you are saying they are words non the less.

*You love to roll around on the carpet and your favorite thing to play with is the diaper wipes container.

*You hate showers and have been known to almost fall asleep.
(Yes I don't do baths....I have a serious phobia of drowning and I refuse to be out numbered by kids while bathing them)

*You have the sweetest most contagious laugh and smile...seriously people stop me in the store and tell me. (Not that I am bragging)

*You love your big brothers and are seriously missing them when it is quiet. (luckily it is not often)

We love you Ry Ry, you are such a funny little guy and we are having so much fun with you!

I can't believe you have been around as long as I was pregnant...seriously time is going by WAY TOO FAST!

We love you,
Mommy, Daddy, Noah and Sawyer!!!