Taylor is getting so excited that Lilly is almost big enough to sit up on her own. When she sits in her walker or door jumper he gets on her level and just wants to have her play with him so bad. It can be cute, but I caught him this week trying to pick her up so she could "dance" with him. Then I caught him trying to do something that looked like a wheel barrel race. Yesterday however I stopped him after he had drug her across the living room floor.
He had her by the ankles and was dragging her from one end of the room to another. She was on her back. It wasn't until much later that we found a spot on the back of her head just above her neck that looked like runny, raw skin. It has scabbed over now. The only cause I can determine is that this is rug burn. Poor girl. She laughed through part of that adventure, but was crying when it ended. I didn't notice a problem on her head at that point. Someone else noticed about 2 hours later when she woke up from a nap. If she makes it to 1 year with out any more trauma it will be a miracle!
Here are a few photos from the last few weeks. Sorry I haven't posted them in a while. I'll try to take some Tuesday for her actual 6 months birthday.
"Don't tease me bubba. I'll get to play out there one day soon."
"I'm already thinking about what to get in to when I can crawl."
"I love this backward mobility." (She scoots the walker backwards when she kicks)
Hanging with uncle James. This picture was taken just moments before Lilly spit up all over James. Too bad I didn't get that Kodak moment.




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That reminds me of something I did to my little brother when he was about one and i was five...we lived in a "Brady Bunch" split level and mom had put us down for naps. Mom was working out in the yard and Bobby started crying. I am not sure how I got him out of the crib, but I knew I was not allowed to carry him down the stairs...so, I grabbed him by the ankles and proceeded down one flight of carpeted stairs, then got halfway down the WOOD stairs before he started howling. Mom came in just before I got him down to the last tread. What a spanking I got! Very vivid memories of that day--the thump, thump, thump of his head on each step and then the stinging of backside flesh! Precious memories!!LOL!!!
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