Dear Baby Sena,
A few weeks ago you turned 9 months, which means you are already 9 and a half months old, which means I need to hurry up and get this written before you turn 10 months old.
You started crawling 2 days before your 9 month birthday. You went from pushing yourself backwards like a drunken crab to finally figuring out how to pick up that chubby knee and put it forward, all the while keeping your arms straight and your head up (sort of) and you just lurched forward.
Daddy and I both saw you do it and we cheered.
Then you fell over.
Now you are getting faster. And more determined. We had to put up the baby gate, much to the disgruntlement of the cats, who must now squeeze underneath if they want to get down to the basement. You love to crawl after Junebug. You'll see her lying on the floor, you squeal and start your fat hands toward her, going, Slap, slap, slap! But right before you get there, Bug will screech pathetically and move away. Then you'll sit up confused and look around. I know what you're thinking: But she was right there!
Then you'll start all over again.
This past weekend we went to visit your Grandma and Grandpa in Wisconsin. You also met your Aunt Kelly and your cousin Lilah (visiting from Texas) for the first time.
You guys have a lot in common.
You also had a lot of fun playing in the pool. In this picture you look exactly like Daddy wearing a sun bonnet. Not that Daddy prances around in a swim diaper and sun bonnet. But if he did, this is what it would look like.
You sure love the water, Baby Sena.
We had so much fun, and Aunt Kelly's friend Kim came over to the house and took some of the most beautiful pictures of you that I have ever seen. You are just too beautiful for words.
You are now exactly as old as it took to create you, Baby Sena. It's hard to believe how fast the time is flying by, and how the summer is almost over. We did so many things and you had so many new experiences.
I hope you are enjoying the world now that you're in it.
I know I am.
I love you.