No pictures for this post, but that's probably for the best. Last night Matt and I got back from our second weekend in a row in San Diego for a wedding. While both were fun, this one did have the distinction of being on a working ranch, which lead to some mischief. Interesting fact - if you give a bucket of beer to potbelly pigs they start fighting each other. I was not involved in that at all, just heard about it this next morning. And I think the difference between your 20s and 30s is being sad you missed it vs being glad you were already in bed when that happened.
Amelia stayed at home with Matt's mom. They had a lovely time and I was very impressed that there only new pajamas and no new toys when we got home. Grandma had brought a set of stacking cups and a jack-in-the-box with her but those were the only new toys all weekend. Teddy was very upset that she is no longer the center of Grandma's world, but is willing to forgive because she got cheese.
Amelia has started to pull herself up on things. She started in the laundry basket, but when she tried again we had removed some clothes and she lost her counter balance and ended up face first on Teddy's bed. I think that put her off trying it again for a day, but she's back into with a vengeance. She's also started crawling with startling speed, so we're had to start putting up baby gates so she doesn't imitate her mother and fall down the stairs.
I promise to take some photos soon and post more of them. She's been changing so much that we can't believe. We'll have to do some video because she's also talking a mile a minute and some if it actually sounds like words, but no real speaking yet.
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