Nine Months

Dear Sawyer,

Nine months started out rough for you.  After weeks of a never-ending ear infection, your seventh to be exact, we were finally able to get tubes for your ears.  I may be biased, but I think you were probably the cutest patient they've ever had. 

Let's be honest for a second.  You've turned in to quite the stinker.  I mean that in the most loving way possible, and I'm trying not to grin as a I type it.  The same way I try not to grin each time I tell you "no, no" and you smile back at me. You love cords, the tree in the living room, the dog cage, the picture frames, and you've recently discovered the top of the coffee table.  Our living room as become more of play room these days, and all my cherished Home Goods find have been relinquished to the closet, or a space out of your reach.  I wouldn't have it any other way.  

It seems fitting that your first Halloween was spent in a Wild Things costume.  You are King of the Wild Things in my book.  Precious. Precocious. Stinker. We didn't make it to many houses this year, but I loved showing you off just the same.  I'm sure next year we'll be running from house to house while you try to get all the candies. 

You've discovered new words: "baba" (bottle),  "no no" (imagine that!),  and "bye" (with the cutest wave).  We're working on "Ho, Ho, Ho" for Santa and "Maci".  We're also learning to sign "More, please".  So far, you only sign "want".  Hmmmm.... 

But, at the end of the day, after your bath and a repeated reading of Goodnight, Moon, we say our prayers and I rock you to sleep.  In that moment, I pray for you to always remain curious, healthy, and obedient to the Lord.  I pray that you will have a servant's heart. Above all, I pray that you will listen to the Lord's calling for your life.  You are meant to do great things.  

In all the day-dreams, in all the night-dreams, in all the dreams possible, I could never have dreamed up you. I love more than words. 

Love,
Mommy

"You shall teach them to your sons, talking of them when you sit in your house and when you walk along the road and when you lie down and when you rise up."

-Deuteronomy 11:19