Amidst our usual Monday morning rush of feeding the baby, getting showered, and trying to down a cup of coffee as quickly as possible Todd and I found our baby girl calling out to us in her crib looking like this:
I could not believe my eyes. She was standing up in her crib looking all proud and excited! I sat her down gently and waited to see if she would do it again. Sure enough, she popped right back up and gave me another eager smile.
Then in the evening, I put her in her crib while trying to get some chores done because I did not feel like digging her out from under the desk because she keeps crawling under there to chew on cords. Pea started crying and finding her standing there with tears running down her pink face just brought the drama to a whole new level.
*Edit: Here is a photo Todd e-mailed me of Olivia under the desk. Now I understand why some parents resort to strange things like keeping their kids in playpens that always remind me of dog kennels...