10.06.2011
It’s been a busy week and I haven’t picked up the camera every day. By the time I realize I’ve not captured a moment, the light is terrible and the only “memory” left to celebrate is folding laundry. Huzzah, right? So, do me a favor and forgive me the gaps.
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Syd is into everything right now, and she’s exercising her immortal right to defiance. She is constantly on my legs and grasping my hands to get me out of the kitchen and into some serious play time with her. And by serious play time, it’s crawl-all-over-mommy-and-stand-on-her-ribs-ow-her-boobs-ow-her-belly-ow. She is climbing and standing on other things she’s not supposed to, too. After scaling Mt. Mommy, her next favorite place to climb and stand and tower fearlessly several feet above the hardwood floors is at the kitchen table. On this bench my grandpa made, or on one of the freshly painted white chairs. Today, I just gave up and prayed she wouldn’t tip off and crack her teeth, her ocular cavity or any other part of her skull.
