Ever since I walked into L's room a few weeks ago to find her standing in her crib (uh, essscuse me? when did you learn to do that?), she refuses to do anything else. Her balance is pretty amazing and she's already figured out how to gracefully drop down to her bottom from an upright position. If this girl is not an olympic athlete someday...
We did some serious baby-proofing over the weekend since our little chicken can now haul buns to the nearest electrical outlet. I swore I would never become one of those people, but alas, our home looks like we are running a legitimate daycare out of it.
It's totally worth it for the peace of mind it provides though.
On a side note, I'm not even kidding when I say that this swing is over 25 years old and belonged to me when I was an infant. See Also: My Mom Keeps Everything.
As much as L likes standing on her own two feet, she really enjoys using those two feet to get places. Stat.
Didn't you hear? Crawling is so yesterday, guys.