So this new mac is awesome. Here is a shot of Maple with the webcam. She is napping now so I have a few minutes to contemplate things other than the color and consistency of baby poo.
Yesterday was her 10-month birthday. I can't believe she's almost a year old. She is crawling around like a little rat, and she loves when someone follows her, it makes her "run" and shout with glee. She loves to pull herself up on anything and everything. Yesterday, she was standing in her new chair with her hands on the back of it, bouncing around like a crazy person. She was laughing hysterically at the bouncing motion, and then she rocked too far and went over onto her face, right on the hardwood floor. Poor kid. Now she looks like we abused her. Last week it was the coffee table on the left cheek, and this week it was the floor on the right. CPS will be here any minute I'm sure.
Maple is a very verbal kid. She knows the word "dog" and she knows what it means -- this started a few weeks ago. She would see a dog and say "dog." We were pretty amazed. Now her vocabulary has expanded to include shit ("tsihhht") and cock ("guk!"), which we hope is her bastardized version of dog. But it sure sounds like cock. Maybe she has seen a rooster?
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