Fine at Nine

I'm now nine months old! And I'm usually nonstop on the move: crawling, pulling myself up, climbing the stairs and walking...with assistance that is.

Puppy love indeed!

I love my real puppy dog, Conor! We have fun playing together but Mommy has a hard time getting a picture of us as we get distracted once the camera comes out.

I don't just save my big kisses for my parents, Conor gets them too. 

What? This isn't the bed I should go to sleep in?