Josie has been pulling herself up to standing every chance she gets.
She's not walking yet, but occasionally she lets go and free-stands briefly.
I have a feeling that we'll soon be posting some video of her first steps!
AKA the Josie (and Harriet!) blog: Now featuring lil' sis Harriet Jane! Getting cuter every day since 2008 and 2010.
Here's a kind of blurry shot from our trip to Ann Arbor last week. Josie is clutching a teddy bear dressed up like a UMich cheerleader. She had a hard time choosing which maize and/or blue hat to get.
We're still waiting to hear whether we should be looking into getting her some lifetime season tickets to the Big House...it's undergoing some renovations, so she's got time to decide which box seat she wants.
Later, back at the hotel, we played movie charades. Here Josie does a great impersonation of the scene from the Shining where the little ghost girls appear in the hallway:
The Bell Tower was directly outside of our window at the Inn at the Michigan League.
You can see that there are some lights on inside the Bell Tower about half way down. We could see people in there, too...someone has to keep ringing the bells, I suppose.
Just as President Obama was landing in London earlier today for the G20 summit, a "Collectible Presidential Chia Obama" landed in my mailbox!
I pre-ordered it in the "determined" pose months ago. The bust reads "Barack Obama: 44th President USA."
Chia Obama joins my herd of Chia rams and, um, a few other Chias I have collected over the years (let's just say that I'm not allowed to search Ebay for "chia" anymore. I received special dispensation from the chia-ordering ban to order the historic Obama chia).
I don't know what the appropriate collective noun would be for this many Smilin' Jim Chia's, but here are five of them (I think I have one or two more scattered about the house).
Mr. T is a natural inspiration to model a Chia head after...I've never actually tried to grow a Chia mohawk on him, though.
If I don't clean up fast enough, after meals Josie often manages to get back over to her high chair area and eat the dropped Cheerios and whatever else she's recently flung to the floor. At least the food is fresh. Here she takes a break from ransacking the campground.
I may have to start tying up the food and suspending it from a tree.
Hmmm...what is this thing? (Note: It's not actually a cookie. It's a teething biscuit, but cookie is more fun to say).
I have to concentrate all of my energy on biting.
While we didn't get any pix of Josie smiling while eating her cookie, she did like it quite a bit. We quickly realized, though, that she likes to wave the mushy cookie around and rub it on her face and anything else in the vicinity, so the few cookies she's had since this one are being served at the table. Even there, the cookie mush gets all over her face and hands and then hardens into a sort of shellac.
Hanging out, getting ready to read the Sunday paper.
Boy, I don't like reading about the economy these days.
Hmmm...now where is the Styles section? I love to read about the society weddings.
Don't you hate all of these ads? Crumple, crumple.
Done with the paper for now...I'll tackle the crossword puzzle later!