Michaela's into everything now. Today, she used a step stool to get onto a taller stool so she could get at some candy stored in a cabinet. It alarms us at how much trouble she can potentially get into so quickly. So far, she's avoided injury. We finally bought her a new baby last week and she barely lets go of it. It's amazing how strong instincts are. She was telling us today that her tummy hurt. We tried to give her medicine, but she refused. Then she threw up on Mommy, the couch, the floor, and then on Daddy. After a nice bath, she was feeling better and went to sleep.
|Go ahead - take the picture.||This is my Nona.|
|Just read the book and nobody gets hurt.||Is there anything in the pockets?|
|I'll take this one...and this one....and...||There are few things as nice as hugging a monkey.|
|Mmm....cookies.||My baby's lying on the chair.|
|OK, I'm smiling now.|