That's what I call Cecilia sometimes. My dad and two of my brothers majored in engineering, and Cecilia may have inherited those genes. She is a "figure-it-out" kind of baby, for sure. Caroline was much more skilled in the communications department than the how-things-work department, so this is new to me. A baby who gets into things??? Today, she started going for that cap thingie at the base of the toilet (guess I need to clean down there now, and maybe tape that cap on too). Crawling under the toilet didn't even register on Caroline's radar. Maybe this time I have a baby who will actually climb inside the Tupperware cabinet...
"Hiya, Mom... no, I'm not up to anything!"
Such concentration...
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Wow, your floor is nice and clean, Erin. Good going!
thanks for the link to your blog! i tried to start one and couldn't keep up with it. but i love to read others.... look forward to seeing the girls grow since we don't live around the corner anymore. can't believe how big they have gotten!
matt was my "engineer"... into everything and taking everything apart. still is!
~kate
Ha, thanks Charlotte... that'd be my husband. He's the one who mops the kitchen! And the glare from the flash on the white floor makes it look cleaner than it is, lol!
I know this feeling! Katie was our "talker" and Noah was our "walker." I never had to put safety latches on anything when Katie was little. If she couldn't reach it she didn't care...but Noah, ...yeah, he swallowed a penny and fell down two flights of stairs. And we really do watch them!
She is just precious!
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