Why hello there! Uhm, yeah. I am helping my Momma clean. That is my story, and I am sticking to it!My Momma hasn't had time to take a lot of pictures, among other things because she is busy keeping me out of trouble! Yes Sir! I have reached that age! To get an idea of how fast I can scoot/crawl now, I got from one end of the room (where my Momma had put me and my toys) to the other end (where there was a very interesting trash can filled with all sorts of goodies!) in the time it took my Momma to load and start the washing machine today.
I have also learned the valuable skill of "fishing." Possible locations to apply this skill are: the top of the couch while lying on the floor, underneath the couch, anything behind a person's shoulder while they are holding me and not paying attention (several plants on various window sills have found a fast demise this way), my Momma's backpack that she left open (which I understand as an invitation), or any other place I can reach into where I am not sure in advance what my grabby little hands will find! Another method of "fishing" is to pull on any cable I find, and see what is on the other end! Most educating!
That's right. I found my Dad's hiking stick. How do you like my pole-jumping pose?That's it for now. I got tired of chewing on my Momma's (freshly showered) big toe, and am now unfolding the laundry she folded a few minutes ago...
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HAHA! Holden likes to chew on my toes too! Have had to change lots of socks due to the drool too! =) See you soon!!!
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