She's nine months old!

It's December and Soph is nine months old. Already?! After the stuffy nose-constipation ordeal, she is finally back to eating regularly, guzzling milk and munching happily away on solids again.
On Sunday, we had brunch with friends and brought along her portable booster seat. We sat her in it and she finished her meal of homemade pear sauce and oatmeal. And even managed to have snippets of avocado from our plate. Ah table food.

Soph can also army crawl pretty fast now, even though she doesn't lift her tummy off the the ground. I say she's lazy but Doc says she chooses not too. Yesterday we sat her on her playmat and we went to sit some distance away at the dining table. When she saw that our backs were turned, she started crawling toward us at top speed, her arms diving left right left right like swimming freestyle. When dd caught her before she reached the table, she burst into laughter. And so we repeated this catching game until we squeezed all the laughs out of her. I feel that babyhood is becoming more fun.