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Do you know what Bug and I did for two hours after day care yesterday?  THIS...
Oh, and THIS...
TWO HOURS of Bug walking back and forth, back and forth, and back and forth.

TWO HOURS of Mommy trying to move things out of her way and out of her mouth!

Then she discovered that the closet wasn't a wall and that there was actually stuff inside...stuff she could grab, throw out...and eat.  (It's time to start shutting that door.)
 And for the FIRST time EVER during a diaper change with Mommy, she got away from me and crawled around naked.  So, I let her go.  (Again, not a battle I was willing to fight.)
Bug has made a lot of discoveries since becoming mobile.  I thought she was happy rolling over, not having to look at those darn ceiling fans all day long.  She must be ECSTATIC about crawling and walking and seeing things from an upright position.  I worry so much about Bug moving about nonstop.  It kills me that she has the ability to move so quickly and is learning more everyday because I cannot protect her from everything....like McKayla.  Oh, I pray that Bug doesn't reach for her to pull on her fur (like she pulled on her tail yesterday as the kitty passed by) and if she does, I pray that McKayla will not retaliate (like she did not yesterday- Good girl!).  

I realize I cannot protect Bug from the many more bruises she has yet to encounter while she discovers the world around her, but I can try to keep her away from McKayla, her food, her water, and perhaps that closet.  Bug is so good at taking things out of boxes and bags that the open closet door is an invitation for a mess.  That closet is the one organized place left in our home and I'm not about to let Bug get to it! :)  Knowing how to protect her without hindering her ability to discover the world around her will probably be my biggest battle in life...as is probably every parent's.

God Bless,
Kat

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