|She pulls herself up on anything at arms height...|
She giggles with delight as she crawls full speed towards an object that catches her eye across the room. She shrieks with joy when she finally gets her sticky baby hands on said object. She certainly keeps me on my toes, but high maintenance? Not really...
|Playing with a bookmark she pulled out of one of my cookbooks...naughty baby.|
But then come the hard times. Naps still spent in my arms (I'm telling you--she barely touches the bed and her eyes instantly pop open) and nights spent waking every 2 hours on the dot to nurse. Her knack at getting her way is also now reflected in her newfound independence. She crawls (or should I say claws...) up my leg and onto my lap when she wants to be held. Oh, and did I mention she now says "Mama"? Gets me every time.
|Oh, that face! Who could say no to that face??|
So that's how things are around here lately.