Dafney, who is now 23 weeks old, started pulling herself up on the kitchen chairs a couple of weeks ago. Yesterday, I sat at the kitchen table while she played. At one point, after I got exasperated with her for jumping on me for the umpteenth time, she draped herself over one of the kitchen chairs and started talking.
I was surprised that she stayed put when I went to get my camera. Typically, she has a mini nervous breakdown if she's left alone during waking hours.
She's not always this good. By good, I mean not tearing or picking at whatever is at hand.
Dafney wishes she could go to Hillsdale College.
This was earlier in the week, when I let her come in my room. She likes to sit under my chair while I'm at my desk. I got up and she took my place. I wish she could type.
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