Baby Jail
I mentioned that Maya’s trying to pull up, right? She was playing in her crib (alone time for her is a morning routine of ours), and I heard a wail from the other room. Here’s what I walked in to.
She’d gotten herself onto her feet, and was standing, but bent over, and had no idea what to do from there. I couldn’t help myself…I laughed. Loudly. Oh, then I grabbed the camera, laughing all the while.
Everything is so desperate to a baby.
