Standing!

When I'm not complaining about the food, I get to spend my days rolling around the place. Though that isn't always true, as now I'm also starting to pull myself up and experiment with this "walking" thing. I think I mentioned it earlier as I started doing it back in London...but now, I'm doing it *constantly*.


It means mommy has something to constantly chase after. It means that after a hard day at work, Daddy comes home and I can run him into the ground.


My main motivation for pulling myself up is so I can beat on things....preferably daddy! But, as he edits my blog from time to time...


...he'll only show me beating on my toys!




Or smiling for the camera -- which I am known to do from time to time!