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10/7/2005 |
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Sitting Solo, Part Deux |
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I amoke this morning and looked at the baby monitor. I thought that Juliet's head seemed a bit close to the camera. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and there she was, sitting by herself in her crib. She was playing with Dolly (her bed-time pal). I thought that this was a repeat of yesterday, but this was more extraordinary. Or, at least it seemed more extraordinary. I thought that yesterday morning was a fluke, or that Juju was working up to something, but apparently not. I always thought that she had the capacity to sit up on her won and that she just lacked the motivation; here is proof. With no place to go she was sitting up and playing with her toy. She had mastered this skill and was just hiding it from us. I felt like I had seen the Lock Ness Monster or Sasquatch or something. Well, there it is, she sits up by herself, ferschizzel. |
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