These days, I am really on the move. If I'm not crawling, I'm standing. If I'm not standing, I'm teaching myself to walk by edging my way along the sofa (usually motivated by the desire to reach a)Champ, b)my mom's computer or c)a magazine I could tear up!)
Champ is incredibly patient and either gets out of my way or, when feeling charitable, just licks me. Which is nice since I usually like to pull out tufts of his hair. I haven't really learned "Gentle" yet.
There have actually been a few biting incidents. But don't worry: I'm the one biting, and I bite mama's shoulder and chin when I should be falling asleep. She thinks I am teething again.
And speaking of Champ, he has recently updated his blog, Life With Champ. He is happy to report that we are in our final month of living here at the Plaza at the Arboretum.
Finally, here's me if you are willing to flip your monitor or just tilt your head!
Dad and I just watched and hope she made it! Adorable.
ReplyDeletelove the heavy breathing. it's a lot of effort!
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