Crib Standing and Two New Teeth
Nothing further than the nursery today. The baby has fully figured out pulling up in the crib now — hands on the rail, standing there grinning like it's the best trick anyone has ever done. Two bottom teeth coming through, which explains the constant drool. Chin was wet all afternoon no matter how many times we wiped it.
The cat climbed into the crib too and just curled up at one end, and the baby leaned over and grabbed a fistful of fur. The cat put up with it, more or less.
We hung around the nursery a long while, the little one bouncing at the rail in the blue polka-dot top, drooling on everything within reach. That top is going straight into the wash.