Our baby girl is growing up right before our eyes. In just a few more days she will be a crawlin', droolin', babble'n 9-month old. She is such a sweet little girl and always sporting that little grin of hers. Before we know it, she'll be turning1, then 5, then 15... Sigh. Since we cannot do anything to stop time, we will just keep on cherishing every moment spent chasing her around the house, watching her torment the cat, scolding her as she licks every last piece of furniture we own, and laughing every time she makes that "e-trade baby" face she does so well. We love you, Hattie Ruth.
