Today Was the Day...

that Grace figured out how to pull up on everything. And pull everything off of those surfaces. The ottoman. The trunk in the family room. The window seats and coffee table in the playroom. The rocker in her room. And, finally, her crib. And, for some reason, she seemed pretty mad about it all day. I think she's going to be happier when she figures out how to walk, or at least cruise (taking steps while holding onto furniture.)

I know that we had an unusually long time to be able to keep books and papers (and Jonathan's toys) on the aforementioned surfaces and successfully keep them away from Grace. Thirteen months and ten days, to be exact. And I certainly ran around chasing her and keeping her out of trouble a lot more today than yesterday. But it's really exciting to see her get strong enough to do all these things and see what a different little character she is than Jonathan.

I did take a lot of pictures, which I'll try to post. Maybe tomorrow. But our sweet Grace fussed for most of her waking hours today, and I am enjoying the quiet for the rest of the night. Ahhhh...