I sat across from Reagan, feeding Paisley. Jackson went hunting with his dad and my dad for the day so we girls decided to hang out. Reagan smiled "Hard to believe that she's going to be 9 months in a few days." Paisley started dropping her food on the floor meaning she was full. I set her down, she was able to stand while holding onto something. I picked up the food "She's ready to walk but hasn't mastered her balance quite yet."