Tornado

Today Milo found the place where we keep our clothes. She gleefully pulled everything out of one drawer, looking at me each time she pulled something out. She squealed and giggled. Our living room looks like tornado rolled through.

Also, Milo has become a pro at getting into the tight spaces in our living room. I put all sorts of stuff in front of the radiator, and she just climbs right over or around it. I also put stuff in front of the book shelf, and she shimmies and stoops until she’s right in front of the books and pulls them out. As usual, she looks at me proudly every time she reaches a forbidden destination.

In soon-to-be-walking news, she’s so confident now, it’s crazy. She pushes the walkers with one hand, stands unassisted for a few seconds at a time. She likes to stand with her butt up against stuff, not holding on to anything. Sometimes she’ll just lean on me when she’s eating her teething cracker and just hum while chewing.

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