This pretty little princess is going to be nine months old this weekend. No teeth yet, which surprises me. Adam and Luke both got their first tooth at six months old. I’m not rushing it, now that Luke is done I’m in no hurry for another teething baby.

She’s not crawling yet, but she can scoot around on the floor. When she’s sitting she’ll bend over parallel to the floor and then sit back up, each time she moves a couple of inches. It’s not the most efficient way to get around, but it does have us eyeing the ground for small toys other things we don’t want her putting in her mouth.

She mastered the art of pulling herself into a standing position earlier this week. It makes Dave laugh because she doesn’t bend her knees when she does it.

She’s pretty fantastic.

The other night, Adam came downstairs and announced, “There’s a new sheriff in town.” Then he got his lasso and set up his kindle to play some music.

I gave all three kids a bath at the same time the other day. In an attempt to get all three of them to look at me and smile, I resorted to sticking foam bath letters to my forehead. It didn’t work.

The boys tried to copy me and I’m pretty sure Maggie thinks we’re all crazy.

Mags was so sleepy tonight that she fell asleep during dinner. I would feel sorry her, but I’m pretty sure she was tired due to our middle of the night bonding session. Or maybe she just doesn’t find green beans that exciting.

Luke was super excited to see Aunt Stacy and Uncle Robbie tonight. He thought it was the best thing ever than he and “Uncle Rock” were wearing the same color shirt. He kept pointing to himself and then to Rob saying “green!”, over and over.

And just to keep it fair, here’s a cute photo of Adam. He wanted me to take a picture of him with Lumpy and Mickey.

I know, I know, I don’t post anything for a month and when I do you get my baby making fart noises.

Sorry.

I’m working on getting back in to the swing of things, for now though, this is what you get. To be fair, she is pretty proud of her new sounds.