Thursday, June 23, 2011
I'm getting closer and closer to walking. I pull up on everything, and will let go and forget that I'm not holding on to anything, until I remember and then I drop straight down on my bum. I am walking around things, especially when mama leaves me a trail of snacks around the table. I will hold onto someone's fingers and walk a bit, but usually I just like to jump up and down and dance.
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