In March I did a lot of new things. I was seven months old and it was my turning point. In the beginning of the month I was creeping on my stomach. My only problem was that I went backwards. Every time I moved I was getting stuck under stuff, the couch, the desk, the chair, the coffee table, it would make me so mad. Then finally on the 26th of March I made my first forward motion on my hands and knees. Nothing was safe any longer, the house was fair game. Tehehehe!!!
From there standing was only two days away. I first pulled up in my crib, then on anything that would hold my weight. I also had a slight problem with this concept. I loved standing but I couldn’t seem to get down once I was up. Finally about the end of April I figured it out. If I lowered myself as far as I could reach then dropped the rest of the way I could get to sitting and it didn’t hurt my rear parts to bad, the diaper helped to pad my landing also.
About that same time I started saying mama and dada, they don’t think I know what I am saying but I do. They may not understand me but I know my word for them and the cats and dogs and for when I want "more". I know enough for now to get by but I sure will be glad when I can talk to them.
Well, I need to go for now, mom says I need to take a nap. Please come back often, my dad takes lots of pictures of me and I am always changing and doing new things.