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Crib Monkey

Paisley is a crazy little climber and isn't afraid of anything. She loves to walk across balance beams at Gymboree and swing by her legs at the playground and leap from our couch straight to the floor pretending to fly.

Yet she hadn't ever climbed out of her crib, much to our surprise. Until yesterday. I went to get her out in the morning when she began hollering for me and when I walked in the room she said "Paisley do it" as she swung a little leg over the side of the crib. She quickly scaled the wall and dropped to her feet on the other side as I watched in amazement.

I actually clapped for her because I was so proud of my big girl. And the happiness on her face was just too sweet to ignore.

Then the period of time formerly known as "nap time" arrived and I laid her down hoping for a nap even though she has been cutting them out all together for the most part. After thirty minutes of laying her down, she was still making a bit of noise so I slowly peeked into her room to check on her.

I was surprised to find her standing at the side of the crib and she squealed with delight at me and once again, climbed out with grace and efficiency. This time she let me know that "Paisley no need nap today." Okay then.

It is crazy how much she is changing lately. I love the language development but her attitude can be pretty horrendous at times. And she's just now starting I be mean to Graham occasionally which breaks my heart. He doesn't seem to notice that she takes everything away from him and gives him dirty looks. He just grins admiringly at her and giggles hysterically when she talks to him.

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  1. shalynMarch 28, 2013 at 11:55 AM

    Ryan is mostly very sweet with Hesston but also yells no, no! In a very mean voice and grabs things out of his hands. She also gets mad if he touches her, I had no clue that began so early! Luckily he also either doesn't notice or thinks she is hysterical. However I see much mom he's touching me snd she took my toy in the very near future!
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  2. RELHMarch 29, 2013 at 9:09 PM

    Growing up sooo fast!

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  3. pregnant in ManhattanApril 1, 2013 at 8:24 PM

    hi! long time no see. It's so nice to see your beautiful family- congratulations!

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