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Oh, how you are trying to crawl. My new favorite thing is to bring you in to our bed in the afternoon or evening and play with you. That's where you get the most tummy time with me, because you can still see me okay. I try to get where you can see me on the floor when we play, but you get frustrated more quickly there. Lately, instead of either pushing your butt up or doing push-ups with your arms, you bring your feet in and your chest up - just like crawling. But you keep your head ducked down on the bed and don't realize you can lift it and crawl like that. Just a matter of time, I'm sure. You're really trying hard to figure it out, and you're very happy to look around in that push-up position for a long time.

Last night when you were pitching a fit, you were essentially standing on my legs. I was just barely holding you under your arms (more to keep you vertical than anything else), and you were even gently bouncing your knees - but keeping control and maintaining your standing position. I never dreamed that would be getting so close. I think once you figure out crawling, you'll start pulling up VERY quickly.

You hold on to me more now when I'm holding you. And you figured out how to put your binky back in your mouth when you pull it out. And you figured out - much to my chagrine - that it's amusing to drop toys from your high chair to the floor while I'm doing the dishes, thus making me stop what I'm doing to pick it up, dust it off and hand it back to you. Neat trick. I know I need to get used to that one.

No poop at daycare yesterday; you saved it for me. Yep, I got the grody poop last evening, thanks. It actually didn't seem to bother you much, and you got a nice bath in return.

So full of love for you this morning. When I came in to your room to get you up and your face lit up to say "hi mommy!" my heart just melted. I think that's one of my favorite things in the entire world. Someday I'll miss these baby days.