When Cordie first began crawling she was hurky jerky about it and it took forever for her to get anywhere. Now, however, she's pretty much a speed demon and zips wherever. Here was a brief look into our morning.
8:15-Set Cordie down with Flutterby to play while I pick up
8:16-Realize I can't see Cordie from the living room and move her
8:17-How did Sophie get in the living room? Did I bring her? Did Cordie?
8:18-Picking up picture frames, Cordie notices and begins to crawl to "help"
8:18.30-Picking up faster
8:19-Snatching glass from Cordie's chubby fingers
8:20-Go to put clothes away
8:22-Find Cordie trying to climb stairs. Bemoan the fact that I have a climber, move her, make mental note to get gates at next outing.
8:23-Get frames from another room, come back, where's the baby?
8:23.30-Find Cordie just out of sight. Restart heart from mild heart attack that just occurred.
8:24-Bring Cordie into kitchen to begin to load dishwasher.
8:24.30-Cordie begins to empty diaper bag. Decide that's a battle I don't want to fight.
8:26-Cordie begins to lay her head on empty juice container and "strum" it guitar style like a washed up drunk country singer. I try to take a picture
8:26.30-Cordie notices, crawls over, and begins to hang onto my pants.
8:27-Pry Cordie's fingers off my pants, joint by joint. She begins to cry. Tell her to shake it off. Seriously, Momma ain't got time to cater to every single whim.
8:29-Crying doesn't stop. Put Cordie in walker.
8:30-Decide it's time for a bottle because someone needs a break. Is it me? Is it her? IS IT ONLY 8:30?????
This was just fifteen minutes. There are a lot of fifteen minutes in a day. I didn't realize just how FAST she would get! She's into everything. And have I mentioned she is beginning to climb the baby jail? Guys. I am not even prepared. Soon nothing will be able to contain her. Good thing she's cute. I Wish I had a picture of her playing the orange juice bottle to add here. Alas no.