Now, don't get me wrong. He didn't get into this position by himself, nor did he stay there long. BUT he was standing without any help from us and wow, did he love it. His new favorite thing to do is stand up against something and gnaw on that particular object. If his persistent spitting up hadn't already taught us that nothing is sacred, this gnawing/drooling would've clued us in pretty quick.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
One more discovery
My boy is growing up. I know, big surprise. But it sometimes is hard to believe how quickly he is growing up... or how fast time flies by... or any other of the numerous cliches available on the subject. When we got home from our trip out West, not only did the two little white teeth in his mouth remind us of this fact but this was also a good indication:

Now, don't get me wrong. He didn't get into this position by himself, nor did he stay there long. BUT he was standing without any help from us and wow, did he love it. His new favorite thing to do is stand up against something and gnaw on that particular object. If his persistent spitting up hadn't already taught us that nothing is sacred, this gnawing/drooling would've clued us in pretty quick.
Now, don't get me wrong. He didn't get into this position by himself, nor did he stay there long. BUT he was standing without any help from us and wow, did he love it. His new favorite thing to do is stand up against something and gnaw on that particular object. If his persistent spitting up hadn't already taught us that nothing is sacred, this gnawing/drooling would've clued us in pretty quick.
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