9 months

Prince Camden,

Every month passes faster than the one before. Fitting that you turn 9 months old on Independence Day. You are becoming more independent every second. You have now been in this wide world longer than you were inside my belly. This month you have grown leaps and bounds. Starting with "commando" crawling last Monday. Timid at first and a little agitated that you couldn't keep up with your big brother. By the time you reached one room, Carter would be back in the other and this caused you great concern.  Now you go from our bedroom to the kitchen in seconds. You discovered that cat food looks appetizing, luckily I discovered you before you tried it. You were told "No No!" for the first time the other day, when you scooted to the lamp cord. This broke your heart and you hid from Daddy. This broke Daddy's heart. Quickly forgetting, you didn't avoid him for long, you are buds again and I wish we adults had that same quality to love again so quickly and without reservation or memory of past hurt feelings. As of today, you are trying to pull yourself up on tables. You are trying new foods. Bits of banana, bread and Gerber snacks. Still just 2 teeth on bottom to chew with, but 4 are coming in up top. This has lead to some sleepless nights. Daddy loves to cuddle you back to sleep. We agree that these times will past shortly so we soak up as much of that lovey time as possible, even at 3am.  Today at Grandpa and Grandma's we got your little matching swim trunks on and slathered you in sunscreen. You splashed with Daddy and Kari in the pool. Bree tugged you around in your floaty and you rested your head on the side with pure content.  When Daddy handed you to me, you reached out and I cuddled you in your hooded towel for a while. I wish that moment could last forever. The smell of your sun kissed skin and need for a hug was priceless. At 9 months old, you are charming. You flash your blue eyes and my heart melts like a Popsicle on the 4th of July.

I love you more everyday,

Mommy