Le Dineh. That is what your Auntie KK calls you.
So French. So proper. So dainty.
Of course you are all of these things, and more.
OK, you are not French :)
It seems like just yesterday you pulling yourself to stand against things.
It was yesterday.
And today, as I type this, you strategically climb your way up my legs, pull to standing and LET GO!
"Look Mom, no hands!!" Really, Miss Dinah? You think so?
Let's just stay on the ground and play with that string like a good little kitty, mmmmk?
What's that? You are not a kitty? You are my darling bebe?
Well, I guess you should keep trying to stand then!! =D
A few weeks ago we got our Seeds CD's in the mail. They are so easy to get hooked and sing along with. This afternoon we danced and spun around the living room to the song, "Shout!" What fun!
1Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
2Worship the Lord with gladness;
come before him with joyful songs.
3Know that the Lord is God.
It is he who made us, and we are hisa;
we are his people, the sheep of his pasture. (Psalm 100:1-3)
...So I don't have Daddy's iPhone, but you totally just stood up at your little boxes and shuffle-walked (shalked? wuffled?) to your other box. I did record you on my un-uploadable BlackBerry.
Girl, this is craziness. It's like, the more I just sit back and watch, the more you do! Kind of like how you just GREW in my belly without me even making you do it!
Speaking of, your Grandpa Tom is coming to visit tonight. On his way back from hiking the Grand Canyon!
I just jumped up and ran across the room to look at a car that drove by. Who knows? I thought it might be someone I know. It distracted you from your ascent, and you took a little tumble. Just a little one.
Come to Mamma, kitty. Let's rest from your explorations for today and cuddle :D Thanks.
I love you,
|(knees a little carpet-burned!)|