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The sounds that are coming out of Bug lately are so short and abrupt.  I think she's really trying to form words now.  Get ready, world.  She never stops!  I love the sound of her voice...when it's sweet. :)  She spends a lot of time talking, crawling, and diving off of cliffs (I mean...the bed).
Bug also LOVES her toys.  When she has a spare moment from all that crawling and talking, you can find her puckering her lips, kissing all her toys.
Okay, so this one Ma-Ma asked her to kiss it, but she willingly and happily did.
Now that she's practicing being mobile, she no longer actually uses her toys the way they're supposed to be used.  For example, we play from outside of the bouncer, not in it.  (That pillow is there to prevent a bad fall onto the metal base of the bouncer.  Lesson learned from previous experiences.)
Then there's the Bumbo.  Oh, no...we don't sit in it.  We force our animals into it.
Mobility may be the end of this mommy's life.  I never thought I could be more exhausted than I already was.  Then she started moving.  :)  Maybe it'll be more fun for me when I'm not trying to save her life from the corner of the dresser, or the corner of the wall, or the cat litter, or...from her attempts at diving off of our bed when we're hanging out.  ::SIGH::  The worry just doubled.  Haaha!

God Bless,
Kat

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