Bumps and bruises

Gorgers, these past few days have been busy ones for me, developmentally speaking. And I'm becoming a whole lot more trouble for my parents. If they're going to keep me fenced in, then I'm going to do my best to outsmart them or at least keep them on their toes. No more Mr. Nice Baby.

Not satisfied with being able to get around by crawling, I've realized that I must walk! And I've been doing my best to figure out how to do this.

First step, pulling myself up to standing position. I've been working on this for a while and it suddenly clicked. Now I'm pulling myself up on anything and everything. Of course, I have yet to figure out how to get down and this has resulted in a couple of bumps on my forehead and, most impressively, one fat and bloody lip.


You can check out the bump on my right temple in this one.

Here's my mommy tending to my injury with a bag of frozen peas.

In an attempt to outwit my parents' childproofing maneuvers, I figured out how to climb up stairs on the weekend. I made it up to the third step.

This picture is also part of a series called 10 minutes on my 10 month birthday... which was yesterday. Check out how busy I am!