9 Months of Sundays

Where have I been, you might be asking? Well, After 3.5 hours on the phone over two nights Dad finally retrieved all our pictures from iPhoto. And when I say "all" I mean there were a couple weeks we lost but we got just about every other photo back.

And these that we did not lose were some important ones. Here is my buddy Pax at 9 months old.

But before he went to his photo shoot, he had to brush his teeth.

Okay, now we're good to go. Yes, that's a clip in the first couple photos. Mae was nearby and requested it.

This is Pax's "say cheese" face.

And this is his "I'm done with this photo shoot" face.

9 Month Birthday Alert!

So I turned 9 months yesterday and we've got the pictures to prove it. I got all dolled up in my J-Lo outfit and Chuck and I (that's what I call him now, Chuck) hit the glider rocker for the photo opp.

Now I know what you're thinking - a J-Lo outfit? Yep. Don't go givin J-Lo the business, you all know that when she first hit the scene you loved her. You know you walked around singing, "My love don't cost a thing." And you know you were up in the clubs getting your groove on to "Waiting for Tonight."

So, now that I've busted your chops and got you downloading "Jenny From the Block" on your iPod, here are some bday photos.

So Chuck and I are kickin it old school at this photo shoot and all of a sudden, he goes for the jugular. Guess he didn't appreciate where I grabbed him in the photo above. Anyway, next thing I know he's trying to pin me down in a bear hug.

What Chuck didn't know, and I'm surprised he didn't with how much time we spend together, was that I've been studying the art of the Ninja for the past seven and a half years, so just when he thought he had me, I ninja-flipped him.

We had a few chuckles (get it?) about the whole thing and all was right in the world. So that's the exciting story of my 9-month birthday.