Good thing Em keeps changing. Quickly. She is my yardstick that reminds me time certainly is still clipping along. She turned nine months old the day we left St. Louis.

When we arrived in Rexburg she still wasn't crawling. The most she could do was sit in the splash park with Dax.


Now she is 10 months old. Eleven next week.



Now she crawls.
She crawls FAST and pants and slaps the floor.
She dances.
She has a tooth. One little bottom tooth.
She climbs stairs.
She fights with her cousin.
She holds her hand up to her ear like a cell phone and says "Da da."
She has curls.
She tries to stand on her own.
She pats my back while she cries.
Time IS moving. Way to fast...but slow all the same. I get to see D again next week and perhaps then life will feel a little more normal. I mean a kid shouldn't really call a cell phone her dad. :) I miss him like the dickens...whatever that means. I'll tell you this much, it's a LOT LOT.
Here are some more pictures of our lazy days in in C-ville and so forth. You know, just to reassure you that we do still exist.
We went to Multnomah Falls. From this picture you'd think we had hiked to the top, she's so proud of herself. We sure did NOT.
2 comments:
Your friends are still out here! And we miss you. Can't believe how big Em is already, and even cuter than when you left. Glad to know you're still alive, but I wish you were here.
Awesome photos. She's adorable!
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