I can stand up. I mean, I do need help -- a pair of fingers to grab onto, that will help pull me where I want to go -- but I can do it. And standing up is soooo cool. Almost as good as sitting (which I can also do, with assistance.
In both cases, I get an awesome elevated view of my surroundings, which I can check out by bobbling my giant head from side to side. Since I'm upright, I can also burp (and spit up, and drool) quite well. With some interesting results, given the height.
And my little baby abs are getting hard as rocks, since I do this all over...and over...and over...and over...
and when mom lets me plop back onto soft pillows each time, it makes me grin all goofy.
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