Crawling

She’s on the move, that girl. Life just got a bit more interesting here, and my resume continues to change. Referee has now been added, along with keeper all of toys that Little Guy doesn’t want her to touch. “Hold this Mama, I’ll be riiiiiight back!” as he runs for more toys to gather. She’s fast too, that little girl of ours. She’s all around this house, investigating things she’s been staring at for the last six months. She doesn’t give a hoot what room she’s in, just don’t hold her back. She no longer wants to sit and talk, that’s lame. She wants to shuffle around a bit, get her feet wet. Figure this shit out. So we all sit and watch her in amazement. This little flower of ours is blooming, and it’s breaking our hearts.