Brendan and I couldn't figure out what this noise was that we were hearing. It was a low booming. Perhaps there were fireworks down by the river. I checked (we can see them from the house). Nope.
Thunder? Nope, didn't seem so.
Then we did a head count. One, two... Where is the baby??
Upstairs of course. Banging the rocking chair into the wall. Grinning her head off. That girl can crawl and climb and oh my goodness, she will chase down anything she can. If that door is open a crack, she will get it open and get moving.
Argh! So now she is climbing, signing, talking and trying to take a step. What a great, beautiful girl.
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