Claire started pulling up this week, and yesterday she began cruising a little too. Today she pulled herself up under the dining table, and I had the camera handy. A few moments later she began to whimper, because she couldn’t figure out how to sit down again. In other places she lets go and sits down, but here she must have felt caged, or that it wasn’t safe to do that (and with the chair nearby she’s right). So I helped her.

I am her personal jungle gym. She’s changing so rapidly. The exer-saucer is passé now.