9 months

I just sat down and copied last year's calendar unto this year's calendar. I kept seeing my pregnancy weeks: 30 weeks, 37 weeks, 39 weeks, 40 weeks (I should've written 42 weeks down- ha!)

Months later, Brielle is let's see...roughly 38 weeks old! She's been out as long as she was in. ;-)

At 9 months, Brielle weighs about what Rhya weighed at one year: 19 pounds, 4 ounces.

Brielle is still a humongous Mommy's girl but loves chilling with most people as long as I am out of sight.

She is addicted to climbing the stairway and will howl if we shut the door to prevent the event!

Anytime we start talking about leaving she starts waving 'bye-bye' while saying, 'eh?'

Brielle claps her hands and puts her hand to her mouth to make a 'ba ba ba' sound.

She thinks it's great to play hide and seek, whether it's peeking around one side of my shoulders and then quickly switching to the other, or by putting something over her head and then whipping it off, or by laughing when people hide behind their hands and then appear.

She is increasingly interested in what Rhya and Jordan are up to and is able to keep track of them. She rocks back and forth with glee when she's actually able to enter in.

Brielle loves to play the chase game (especially on the stairs). We say, "I'm going to GET YOU!" She laughs hysterically and climbs/crawls for all she's worth.

Anytime the fridge is open for any length of time you can bet the baby will be there. Today she climbed to the first shelf and grabbed for the olives.

She loves to rip toilet paper. If you are at our house and see shreds all over the floor you will know that the baby has visited the bathroom.

She also loves to unload ANYTHING. Ex.: if the dishwasher is open she'll grab the utensils, one by one, and fling them on the floor, without even looking to see where they're going.

Sledding is right up her alley. Bundle her up good and she'll last for as long as the big kids!

If I am holding her while drinking from a cup you can be SURE that her little hand will grab at it like crazy and then wail if she doesn't get a sip. Same goes for when I am talking on the phone.

Today I opened the door into the garage to see something quick and she's completely lost it when I closed the door: she thought she was going to go outside with me! The same thing happened when I yelled down the stairway at Nate and then turned around: she thought she was getting to go downstairs with me!

She's a fiery one. Not only that. She's
- such a lover
- a lightening quick grinner
- playful as a puppy
- snugly as a teddy bear

Sigh. Baby love.