Nine months, Halloween, and the election

Oh my sweet boy! It has been an interesting week. You turned nine months old already. You are crawling all over the place, pulling yourself up on everything, and are clearly frustrated that you cannot walk places yet. We have learned you are not a fan of the wind as we have found out on our walks at the Lake St. Clair Metropark. You are getting sick of pureed food and insist on having finger food at your disposal, even though you give quite a bit to Rosie. 

For your Halloween we decided to dress up as the Incredibles. It was not a particularly fun Halloween due to Covid, but we still drove around and said hi to all the grandparents and great grandmas. We also had to say a very happy birthday to Great Grandma Anderson. 

The election has stretched into day three as I write this. Your dad and I are sitting on the couch wait to see if Joe Biden has won. As I am sure you know your dad and I are not fans of President Trump and we are hoping and praying he does not get another four years. Only time will tell at this point.