We are climbing now. (Not trees, but if she’s like her
mother that will come soon enough.) And attempting to go through every small
space we can possibly squeeze into – thus getting stuck. (Why do kids do that?)
But standing? Walking? Not yet. She’s proven, again, that she’s quite content
with what she can do. She didn’t crawl until after she turned one because she
was more than happy with sitting where she was and playing with what she could
reach. Now that she can crawl…what’s the big deal about walking anyhow? Every
kid in her Sunday school class (except one-month Laura Grace, of course) can do
it, but all that does is allow them to run over her. Besides, she’s so little
it’s hard to believe she will stand or walk at that size. Yet we are guilty of
encouraging it. I stood her up at the television stand the other day and now…
We think it’s tons of fun to stand there by ourselves, but Mama has to
help us get up.
We have grown up enough that we just eat whatever Mama and
Papa are eating. In fact, we prefer that for whatever they have MUST be better than
what we have. With two teeth on top added to our two teeth on bottom, we can
bite and chew anything – lettuce in salad and we certainly DO NOT want Mama peeling
our apples. This past week we also tried…
Corn on the cob!
Awkward and messy, but definitely fun and delicious!
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