Samantha gave her daddy another rough morning while I went to my doctor's appointment. No nap, just wiggles and yelling. Whew! I'm glad I wasn't there for that! But I missed her anyway. Even if I am just gone for a couple of hours, I hold her close for a second (which is all she'll stay still for) and give her a smooch. My heart flips a little and I think how wonderful she is for a moment. Then we are off to the day-to-day stuff again. Today Matt rushed for work (I was an hour late getting back from the doctor's) and I fed Sam. She started yelling towards the end, so I put away half her lunch and packed her off to bed. She seemed relieved to read Goodnight Moon at first, but then didn't even get past the first few pages before she twisted around, climbed up my shoulder and snuggled in. I had to hold her for a bit before she could stop crying and settle down, but then she was just passed out. She slept for a good two hours. Yay!

Ella wanted to play really badly and kept flipping her ears. Ella knows that Sam often wakes up at the noise and then the three of us have fun together. I swear, sometimes I want to pin her ears to her neck so Sam can sleep!

Sam is almost nine months, and is starting to grow out of the 9 month outfits we got for her. Sigh. Such a big girl, and a big personality.