can you find saida in this picture? she's stuck inside the toy basket.
she gulps down her bottles in like 5 seconds and then chucks it across the room while letting out an earth shattering screech of pleasure. even hilina gets scared, and we hear it all day.
gone are her slugish days. between "swimming" all over the apartment and this whole standing thing, she is really becoming active. she wanted me to hold her the other day and i was tired so i made her drag herself across the living room before i would pick her up. now, where is my mother of the year award? for those of you who've met her, you can understand when i say it's just a matter of time before she catapults herself over the railing of her crib. she's a springboard.
a nightly ritual. i watch jeopardy to keep my wits about me, and she winds down by laying her head on my stomach. it recharges us both, i think.
i'm not sure if she likes this so much because she can hear benny or because it's so pillow-like