our brown eyed girl. well, at least one of them.

i completely overlooked her ninth month celebration (could have been the fact that it was on christmas eve). before i knew it, she was onto her tenth month. in a blink of an eye, nonetheless.

@ 9 mo.
blink.

@ 10 mo.

dearest miley girl,

you are an adorable firecracker that explodes with cuteness beyond description and an attitude of orneriness. your favorite time of day is most certainly when daddy gets home from work (even though half the time you are sleeping). your squeals of delight and light of excitement on your face say it all. you prefer a tube of destin to play with over any toy. you've discovered the ever-so-fast joy in crawling this last month with swaying biscuits from side to side and legs trying to keep up. zipping from here to there, you still seem to keep out of trouble. your understanding of "no" is very comforting. we love every eensy weensy thing about you. down to your ten teeny toes. which, by the way, cannot keep on one sock or any type of shoe. and no, not even robeez. it's bare tootsies for you and more nibbling for me. you're eating big girl food with big sister. sleeping in your big girl crib. and have mastered waving "hi". it's adorable how you watch your own hand wave. studying. wondering. so curious. you're our little bundle of giggles. all wrapped up in sweetness. we love you so much little boober!