Reilly likes to pull out the blocks and gnaw on them. She especially likes the letters “i” and “l,” which fit into her mouth the easiest. (Either that or they taste better. Who knows?) As Reilly finished tasting each block, she would throw the letter over her shoulder and start on the next. After she had scattered each letter of R-E-I-L-L-Y across her den, she then grew bored and started to whimper. Taking my cue, I put each letter back in its place and let Reilly begin her sampling all over again.
Later in the play session, after she had moved on to other toys, I watched as Reilly crawled back to her stool to get back to work. She started by putting each hand up on the ledge of the stool, and then slid her knees up underneath her. Then, much to my surprise, she flexed her legs and pulled herself up with very little effort.
Since Shawn was home with us yesterday, I yelled to her in the kitchen to come see what our daughter had done. When Shawn came in the room, I pulled Reilly away from her stool, and in moments she had repeated the feat. Shawn and I locked into that gosh-our-daughter-is-growing-up-before-our-eyes-look, and then Shawn snapped to her senses and grabbed the camera to get some photographic proof.
You can see how proud Reilly is of herself.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Reilly's first pull-up
Yesterday I was sitting with Reilly in her den, and together we played with her wooden stool that has her name engraved in big, colorful blocks.
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Photo Essays,
Reilly
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