I turned 8 months old and got to visit Uncle Steve and Aunt Lana in Seattle. We spent a ton of time in the park behind their house. We saw owls, ducks, puppies and squirrels. Then we got a little touristy and hung out at the market (can you spot me by the fish tossers under the Market sign?).
Today - August 17 - I started letting go of the furniture and walking on my own. I can even stand up unassisted for over 10 seconds at a time!
Watch out world, here I come.
ZZ Top was right, these cheap sunglasses rock!
Why am I sitting here alone?
Picking daisies
Where's Waldo?
The 99 looks pretty clear Mommie.
With Aunt Lana on the front porch, watching the bikes go by.
