Pictures of the kids, and one more voice in the collective wail of the middle-class American Mommy-bloggers. There: you were warned.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Hippo-bottomus
The final frontier of baby proofing in our house is the kitchen... so many tempting things for the enterprising baby to get into: the recycling, the cabinets that don't yet have kiddie latches on them, the stale cheerios just reachable under the stove. Both of the exits are gated, though, as you can see above. She likes to open and close the gate herself.
Last night she stood on her own for a few moments, clapped with delight, and then fell down. Other new tricks include some more words, like "CAH!" which means "cat," a name applied to all animals, and "MAH!" which I think is "Mom" and is accompanied by smacking sounds. The smacking is either kissing, or an indication that she wants to eat-- I'm not sure which. She also has been known to make the ASL sign for "milk" to indicate me, which makes me feel like a walking, talking Dairy Queen.
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See, the cheerios were deliberately placed under the stove to age. You're interfering with the connoisseur sampling them to see if they're properly matured.
Kai totally signs nurse when he just wants me. Tricky little monkeys, aren't they?
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