9 Months

 DISCLAIMER:  My camera is M.I.A., so I have no 9 month pictures to post.  Will post them if and when it turns up, but figured I should get their 9 month post up before they are 10 months old.  :)
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 I can't believe Kate & Elle's next doctor's appointment (assuming they don't get sick) will be for their 1 year check-up.  That's right.  My babies are 9 months old!  Let's not even talk about them being 1.  Denial is my preferred method of dealing with that right now.

They are doing great.  They are neck and neck (pun semi-intended) on height and weight.

Kate is 18 lbs, 14 oz and 27 3/4" long
Elle is 19 lbs, 2 oz and 27 3/4" long

Let's start with the Elle, the elle-dest.  Pun totally and unapologetically intended.  Elle is an independent woman as her daddy would say.  She loves inspecting her toys, chewing on stuffed animals ears, her paci, and playing quietly and independently.  She also loves to scream.  LOUD.  The child loves the sound of her voice!  It's too funny.  Except when it's not because she's showing her temper, which she may or may not have inherited from her mother.  She loves to play peek-a-boo, has 6 teeth, thinks watching Lily drink her water is hilarious, often appears slightly annoyed by her younger sister (who has a bad habit of taking away every single toy Elle picks up), and, at 9 months old, appears to me to be wise and introspective.  She is beautiful and she is mine all mine.

Now to Miss Kate, who, while only one 1 minute younger, really seems to fit the part of the little sister.  It's kind of amazing the dynamic these 2 have already.  Kate has 2 teeth, loves to babble, suck her thumb, snuggle, give kisses, crawl commando style, pull up on anything she can and irritate her older sister.  This girl is ON THE MOVE.  She does not like to be still and loves to investigate the world around her, even if that world includes electrical cords, dirty shoes and old cheerios.  She gives this mama a good workout!  She cracks me up with the faces she makes and has a silly sense of humor.  She is my emotional, tender-hearted little baby who finds comfort in her thumb, her stuffed rabbit and being held close.  When she giggles at me and snuggles up against my chest, all is right with the world.

Happy 9 Months, sweet girls.