Helen has discovered a new skill. On Labor Day weekend, she learned to pull up to standing on the furniture. Since then, she does it constantly, almost like a compulsion. We see more and more of her innate personality in this - quiet, determined, unstoppable.
She frequently falls over and bumps her head, which makes her cry, but doesn't make her stop standing. She pulls up on the chair rails. She pulls up on our legs. She stands up in her crib after naps. She is trying her darndest to scale the vertical bars of the baby safety gate.
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| Can you tell just how darn proud of herself she is? |
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| Anything she can scrape at with her vise-like grip is fair game for standing, including the sliding patio doors. |
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| She refuses to even bend at the waist much of the time anymore. "I'll just stand, thank you, Dad." |
Fortunately (??) for us, she just found a new passion, wshich may distract her at least once in a while from standing up.
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| This shelf has a lot of cups. As Helen quickly demonstrated for us. |
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| "My work here is done." |
Crawling, oddly enough, is still sketchy. She gets all the way up on her knees now, but only occasionally moves arms and legs in alternating fashion. Most often, she dives forward with both arms out, then pulls both legs up underneath herself, inchworm-style. She has clearly decided it isn't worth the bother when she could just learn to walk (run?) instead.
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