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Well, I have no pictures to offer you, because the batteries died in the camera, and normally I would not blog without pictures, because I have always included pictures, and this is my own OCD/ADD. MUST INCLUDE PICTURES. This is post #1 without pics. Bigger deal for me than you. Fo sho. Having a 9 month old is officially SO MUCH MORE FUN that having a 4 month old. He can clap. YAY! He can eat food! Pasta! Toast! Zucchini even! (This last one is for my mom). Bathtime is way fun. He gets stripped naked and then "WALKS" to the bath. And "JUMPS" in! He walks holding on to my fingers, but it's fun to pretend. And then puts all the toys in his mouth, and then puts them next to his willie to see how that feels and, WHOA, he could stay in the bath all night, but mama needs to work another 3 hours, so we dress and go to bed. He has 7 teeth (count 'em, for a 9 month old that's a lot) and every time I see him grin, I melt. Oh yeah, he claps in his sleep. Like he is dreaming that he is winning the world over with his charm (he is). The clapping is hilarious. The other day I was looking for a parking spot. He was looking at me the whole time as I was going through the urban dance of parking and when I finally found one, he looked at me and started clapping! YAY! My own cheering squad! I've waited a lifetime for my own cheering section. Now you all have to wait for pictures! xo M.