Thatcher is starting to pull himself up-mainly on us right now but he is getting there with the furniture and other objects. He can stand for a long time holding on to something and can walk along if he wants to get somewhere or something.
He loves to dance and shake his bootie. He seems to like it when I sing to him, I have no idea because I am the world's worst singer. But he laughs and jiggles down. Hmm, maybe he is laughing at the way I sound.... He loves patty cake and playing with his big blue ball. He is working on crawling and took some forward movement on all fours this weekend. He can get far in a hurry! I fear for Mike and I when he does figure it out and get going.
Don't you love the rolled up pants. Poor kid gets short legs from both Mike and I. He doesn't stand a chance of having long legs.
And Finally, let's hope this is the last funny face I get out of him.
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