9 Months Old

9 months old - that's a lot of months. This girl is getting so big, and I can hardly even take it. I don't think a day goes by when I don't think "wow, you have changed and grown so much in 9 months, that I can hardly believe it." She has developed quite a personality in the last few weeks, and she is quite a goof.
She loves to look at books. I can often leave her for a few minutes at a time sitting on her bedroom floor surrounded in books while I get a few things done. I'm glad to see she's already so interested in them, and I hope that continues.
She's still not crawling yet - she's a little behind her friends in that area. She has tried a couple of times, and has gotten fairly close, but hasn't made any movement yet. She does do a lot of talking though. No real words yet - except the sound mommma when she's really sad (which I'm still convincing myself means Mom) - but lots and lots of sounds. She growls a lot still, and roars a little bit. She just loves to be a part of any conversation and get her two cents in, even if that's just "bababa" "papapapa""mamama".
I think the thing that's the most fun to watch right now is the development of her character. She is very sassy, and likes to tease people. She has finally learned how to reach for people, and so she does when she wants to go to someone new. She still has not really played shy with anyone, but she certainly has her favourites. Most recently she has learned how cute she is - or at least how cute we all think she is. She knows that she can get away with just about anything as long as she smiles and makes us feel nice after she does it. Even when I have a hard time feeding her the food she's supposed to eat, she thinks she can smooth it over and get her way if she just smiles and shoots me a look from the corner of her eye. She's usually right. She's becoming harder and harder to resist, and I'm falling for her tricks more and more each day.