10 months old

Dear Elle,

9 months flew by in a blur of laughters and tears.

You crawl with a book along with you.
You feed us and tease us with your food.
You drink with one hand holding the bottle,
while the other hand busy flipping our lower lip outward.

You bing, bang, and bong, making loud noise.
You brush your hair with mushy food.
You pull out the food tray with your herculesly strength.

You hold a rag up and down playing peek-a-boo to us.
You bite our mouth with a big drooly roar.
You pinch our lips together when we're talking on the phone.
You stand on the couch watching the telly and slurp on mama's big toe.
You eat more than your grandma, one full bowl of porridge!

You're just plain silly, mischievous, yet feisty.
You're a godsend, our bub.
Happy 10 months old!

Love,
Mama