Another good night for Andy. It's amazing how much his sleep can dictate how my day is going to go. He was precious this morning. He has discovered himself in the mirror which is really funny to watch. The only downside is we have a standing mirror that just leans against the wall so someone has to stand there to make sure he doesn't topple it on himself. I may venture to Target later on to find clips or something. It's not an expensive mirror nor particularly slimming so I may see if I can find something else and give this one to my stepson.
Last night was a tough one. He's pulling up now, which means he can also wipe out. He pulled up on a so-called "walking toy" meaning he can push around this little thing and it helps him walk. Unfortunately, the base of it isn't balanced so he pulled the whole thing on top of himself and promptly smacked the back of his head on the floor. It was terrible. He cried and cried. He even had that awful pause in crying because he's REALLY crying hard and needed to catch his breath to really belt it out.
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