Cruise

As you can see above and below, K-bao is now quite the cruiser. Whether she uses the side of her playpen, the edge of the ottoman, or her Daddy's ears, she ain't happy until she pulls herself up to a standing position so she can survey her land from a better angle.*

Once on her feet, she wobbles methodically from one side of the couch/crib/ottoman/playpen to the other, then back again, pausing only to let out belligerent bellows in between.

While she has had her fair share these past few weeks of slipping on her noggin', she is surprisingly aware of her own limitations. She'll reach the end of the couch, wave around one fat hand, recognize there isn't any more couch to hang onto, verbalize her frustration, maybe jump up and down in a dissatisfied manner a couple of times, then turn around. Not one to dwell on her shortcomings, our little one.

* By the way - with K-bao's new mobility, there's no use trying to change her on the pad anymore. Highly dangerous; we gave it up ages ago. We now do it on the floor on a disposable sheet, generally in a highly stressed state, with several toys around her and a blanket which we throw repeatedly on her face to give ourselves the extra few seconds before she twists her stubby legs out of our hands and goes scurrying off with her dirty bottom exposed to the world.