Dear Ezra,
You are the coolest looking 9 month old on the block. Your fancy blue helmet has everyone checking you out! You look like part football player, wrestler, and astronaut. Now that you are attempting to crawl and insisting on standing at all times (including the bath), the helmet is not only helping you with your head shape, but it is the perfect protector on all of your adventures. We had to lower your crib this month because if you had it your way, you would hop right out of it! Gone are the days of helplessly lying on your back, now the moment you wake up you are sitting at attention or chomping on the side rail. Now that your top teeth are in, you have become quite the biter! Unfortunately, I am the recipient of most bites and you think it is absolutely hilarious. You laugh so hard afterwords that it is hard for me to stay mad about it. You also love to crunch on puffs. If you had it your way, you'd feed yourself puffs for every meal of the day! I think you are going to be a chip lover, just like me. You are a true chatter box. You love to tell us stories and your favorite words are mama and dada. Whenever Dad comes home from work you get really excited, you crack up laughing, pump your legs, scream, and shot. You are a sassy pants, Ezra. You know what you want and you are learning how to get it. You continue to love to observe your surroundings. You have a mean stare, so serious that when we were waiting for food at the pool a man told me that if looks could kill, he would be dead! Now when we go to the grocery store, you sit in the cart and absolutely love soaking in the sights. We both enjoy shopping together. You are my favorite partner no matter what I am doing!
I love you,
Mom
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