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...?