Forced Exercise

Sarah has completed her crawling training now and is getting nearly everywhere she desires. Luckily, Joseph watches her like a hawk and often sounds the alarm. It sounds like this: Mommy...Mommy! Baby.

And this means that I am being summoned from one end of the house to the other...constantly. Sarah is on the move and so is her mother! Before, we just had to make sure all the tiny pieces of [whatever] were off the carpet in the room she was in. Now it's everywhere. Ugh. That's a big job because there are a lot of people who drop stuff around here.

And then this morning I realized that it wasn't just on the floor that I needed to be concerned about. Last night, Sarah proved that she can pull herself up to a stand at the coffee table. Shoot. That's where we used to put the stuff we took away from her!