Well things have been busy, with getting ready for Christmas and all. We're just starting to see the full brunt of our adoption debt, so it's kind of a tight one but we don't really care. I'm off from work this week so that means no day care for Sabrina either. Seems when you're out a whole week you only need to pay them $109 to not show up. How fantastically festive of them.
We've been trying some more finger foods. She loves her Baby Mum Mums crackers. They are a rice rusk cracker that basically disolves in her mouth. We found some Cheerio type things made of the same stuff. I guess maybe we're going a little slower then most on this but that's my fault. I'm so paranoid about choking. She likes cheese too; we give her small pieces and she eats it right up. All these new foods have apparently fueled her up because this week she started crawling. If the last few days are any indication, we better batten down the hatches. She started by sort of pulling herself along with her hands and dragging her feet behind her. Now she sort of pulls herself up on her knees in the classic crawl. I'm not sure how long that will last; I think she'll be standing and walking soon. She's been pulling herself up to a stand for about three weeks now; I've caught her on her two hands and two feet trying to figure out what to do next more then once. Her favorite targets so far? Ripley's feet (he looks at her with a look of annoyance, gets up and moves two feet over. She crawls over, they repeat this across the room), Chase's nose (he licks her face, she bites his nose--they're both gross), the trash can, and a dining room chair. Nothing double sided tape won't fix.
Also this week I got my H1N1 shot at work. I was going to bring Sabrina but they were only doing 3 years and older. Gregg is mostly opposed to it; I'm for it. What do you guys think?
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