Sitting Pretty
So, no new words lately, but a renewed interest in Old MacDonald; the E-I-E-I-O with the "woof woof" verse really tops the charts currently. Our new tricks are more physical than verbal lately: climbing up and onto (not down), running, and we are really interested in sitting and standing. Whenever E is near the piano, she squats to sit, whether the bench is behind her or not. It really is a portrait of blind faith--she doesn't look back, just sits and hopes it will be there. Sometimes we'll run over and slide it under her rear, just in time, before she notices the bench is nowhere near. I guess that is parenting for you... protecting that sweet booty at all costs.
So, no new words lately, but a renewed interest in Old MacDonald; the E-I-E-I-O with the "woof woof" verse really tops the charts currently. Our new tricks are more physical than verbal lately: climbing up and onto (not down), running, and we are really interested in sitting and standing. Whenever E is near the piano, she squats to sit, whether the bench is behind her or not. It really is a portrait of blind faith--she doesn't look back, just sits and hopes it will be there. Sometimes we'll run over and slide it under her rear, just in time, before she notices the bench is nowhere near. I guess that is parenting for you... protecting that sweet booty at all costs.
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