Rearranging the Chairs at Church
Jen's mom got us to go to Easter service at her church yesterday. Natalie was entranced by the music, signing "more" each time it stopped. Between songs she got restless, though, so she spent the last part of the service pushing chairs around the Fellowship Hall. This is her preferred form of locomotion of late. Crawling still works just fine for her, but she's really quite happy when she can take a piece of furniture and push it around the house. She even uses the birth ball as a walker, rolling it in front of her and walking along behind. I'm wondering if I can hire her out to a moving company.
I lured her into taking an unassisted step by putting a pretzel on a nearby chair. She caught on to my devious ways, though, and refuses to be fooled by any more "pretzel on a chair" tricks. But a cheerio...?
10 Comments:
Hey, wait! That was posted by me, not Jen!
By Cait, at 3:14 PM
How cute!!
By Blondie, at 4:41 PM
Noah still enjoys pushing a chair around, even though he's completely able to walk by himself. Who knows what the appeal is?
Natalie looks just adorable.
By Anonymous, at 4:59 PM
she looks so effing cute!
maybe she could mow the lawn?
By Anonymous, at 5:25 PM
That's a beautiful picture of her. what a great smile.
By Anonymous, at 6:23 PM
She's gorgeous!
By Miss W, at 9:17 PM
We'll totally pay her to mow the lawn. She can live at her grandma's...
By Brooke, at 9:56 PM
She is so cute!! And she's growing up so much too! Isn't she almost 1?
By Anonymous, at 6:34 PM
so cute!
By hotomiky, at 8:29 AM
one of my earliest memories is of "moving furniture" in the house i was born in. more specifically, this 70's-gold-upholstered armchair...i could lean into it and push with my thighs. or turn around and shove it with my butt. i still recall the lighting of the living room in the mornings and afternoons (we had stained glass windows) i remember my parents, my dad especially, joking about "the furniture mover" ~ thanks for bringing back a sweet memory!
natalie is so beautiful!
By Anonymous, at 7:08 AM
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