Baby
All right, so while I'm typing, Baby is practicing getting up onto her hands and knees and then coming down again. (The next "step," I'm assuming, will be to crawl.) This motion involves a slight backward push, and as I'm typing, Baby pushes slightly backward over and over again, until the couch has devoured her legs up to mid-thigh, and she is firmly and thoroughly STUCK, as in CLEAVED, to the couch.
But she is a good baby, so instead of fussing, she grabs the nearest object (in this case, a pizza coupon) and shreds it beyond recognition. She also sucks on parts of it, I think. Then she gets bored and stages a protest, complete with picket signs and an empty aerosol can that stands in for pepper spray. I go over to free her from the couch and cuddle with her, and she burps at me a few times, waving the pepper spray in the general direction of my face.
Then she loses interest in me and goes back to practicing her new skill, going up onto hands and knees and then coming down again. Up, down, up, down, up down. Perhaps someday she will make a calisthenics video. Up, down, up, down...
But she is a good baby, so instead of fussing, she grabs the nearest object (in this case, a pizza coupon) and shreds it beyond recognition. She also sucks on parts of it, I think. Then she gets bored and stages a protest, complete with picket signs and an empty aerosol can that stands in for pepper spray. I go over to free her from the couch and cuddle with her, and she burps at me a few times, waving the pepper spray in the general direction of my face.
Then she loses interest in me and goes back to practicing her new skill, going up onto hands and knees and then coming down again. Up, down, up, down, up down. Perhaps someday she will make a calisthenics video. Up, down, up, down...