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7/6/06 (Thursday)

Cara decided to start making noise a little past 7 this morning, and I decided not to ignore her. So I got to give her some breakfast before I left for work. Evie took Cara outside in the morning and then put her down for what turned out to be a three-hour nap. Then they had some lunch and got in the car and went to the grandparents' house. Cara was with her Grandma for a little while, then they took off again and were home when I got home at around 6:30 PM. We had dinner, which for Cara consisted mainly of lo mein and half an ear of corn. She did her usual nibbling and sucking at the ends of the cob, then threw it away. Later it got back into her clutches and she figured out how to eat it correctly! She really occupied herself with much concentration on the corn cob, and eventually ate all of the corn off and was nibbling down past it into the very marrow.

Cara played with a lot of sticks today. I don't think I need go into detail, except that Evie has found an easy way to dispose of them if they've found their way all the way into Cara's room is to simply open the window and drop them out. The little girl also visited Julianna and got a new bear toy, and also tried picking up and playing with all kinds of things that Julianna had--a phone, a bookmark, a bowl which had contained ice cream (!), etc.

That's all I can think of for today. I may take tomorrow off and make it a two-day work week. I'm still not sure. Meanwhile, I was able to get the last of the "new" movies onto the movies page tonight--these "new" ones are from May. Enjoy!

7/7/06 (Friday)

Cara is fifteen months old today, and as a special birthday treat she got to go to the doctor. She had a good time in the waiting room; she banged on most of the chairs, climbed on four different kiddie chairs, climbed onto two tables, and shared her stick (she had come prepared) with a nice lady. The lady was waiting with her two-week-old grandson, whom Cara correctly identified as a baby. In the examining room, Cara was revealed to be 31 and a half inches tall, in the 85th percentile. She was allowed to sit up on the scale, where she was measured at 23 pounds, 14 ounces, in the 75th percentile.

When the doctor came in Cara dropped her toys and ran to me, frightened. Soon, she was sharing toys with him. The doctor was very friendly to Cara and lent her a little flashlight to play with, even though she had dropped a large block on his foot. (He asked whether she was aggressive, but I think it was an accident.) Cara did not enjoy having her ears, stomach, and teeth examined, and she was not interested in tracking anything with her eyes. There was a lot of wrassling and wrangling involved.

I discussed Cara's bottle with the doctor, who says that Cara needs 16 ounces of milk per day, but she can get it in more concentrated form through yogurt and cheese. We can feel free to get rid of her final bottle. We also talked about vitamins. PJ has moved on to the poly-vi-sol level, which tastes much worse, I hear. The doctor says we can get chewable vitamins and break them up a little, so I will be buying some Flintstones later on and eliminating one battle from our nighttime routine.

Cara got two shots today. One was a vaccine for Hepatitis A, which is a new requirement. She'll get another when she's two. The other was what used to be the MMR, but has had chicken pox added in. She may have reactions in the next few weeks, including a low-grade fever or a rash. We'll hope for the best.

The doctor said that the fifteen-month visit is the hardest, and I have to admit that it was probably the loudest I've been a party to. He said a few other things. Toothbrushing is just a battle we will have to fight, for instance. I hope that the chewable vitamins will make that easier for me and Steve, since we'll only have one big fight every night. The doctor sais that Cara will be learning lots fo new words over the next few months. he said that clarity is not a priority, and he volunteered the information that animal noises count as words.

When we left the pediatrician, another family was leaving at the same time. Their car was to the right of ours, so I took Cara to my driver's side and we got into the back seat. Cara obligingly headed for her car seat, made some excited noises, and climbed into it and got herself situated correctly. I was very impressed. I was reminded, a little bit, though, of how obediently the cats climb back into their carriers after an examination at the vet! Really, I bet Cara would have done that, no matter what.

We got home and Cara ran to her daddy, who fed her a little lunch and put her down for her nap. She talked for a long time and fell asleep probably around 1:30. She slept until 4:30! We gave her some puffs, which she enthusiastically accepted, and then the family headed out to the mall. Steve had never seen the playground there, so that was pretty exciting. I'm guessing that he had the same reaction I did, that seeing Cara among other children puts her, relatively, more in the baby camp than she seems, alone. She had a great time running around for about half an hour, and then we moved on.

We let Cara roam a bit in a sporting goods store; the highlight for me was when she picked up one of those noodle things for playing with in the pool. It was about twice as long as she was tall, and she looked as if she were looking for someone to joust with. Strolling around on the lower level, we found a Playmobil store. Steve had fond memories of those toys from his own childhood, so we went in to browse. There were amazing sets of toys in rotating display cases, which Cara appreciated, but there were also toys out to play with. Cara had fun running around the store with something in each hand. The selection process was difficult and involved many small objects being tossed onto the floor. We decided to buy Cara a cute little house with people and furniture; it's for ages 1 and 1/2 to 5.

Cara ran out of the store a few times, attracted by the carousel. (I remember recently having an argument with someone in which I insisted that there was no carousel at this mall. It's much too big a mall, and I very infrequently walk around in it beyond the playground.) She stared at it as it went around and the animals rose and fell. We watched for a while, and Cara alternately stared and played running-from-mommy. Finally her daddy took her on. They sat together on an ostrich, and Steve kept trying to show Cara where I was, but by the time she looked, I was gone. We're not sure she really enjoyed the ride, but she wasn't upset. She's short enough to ride free by half an inch.

I bought us Cara's first orange Julius and some cinnamon bun sticks, which we all enjoyed. Cara tried to climb into a fountain. She really liked the drink; she was ready to swallow the straw, and she resented it when either of us had any. Finally, the family climbed back into the car and drove home. On the way, Cara removed one of her two Band-Aids.

We saw Julianna, who gave Cara a little tiny toy lamb and got her to dance even though she was being held by her daddy. I made quesadillas and guacamole, and we tossed a tired girl into bed.

7/8/06 (Saturday)

Today Cara had a rude awakening as she had had a serious diaper malfunction which resulted in an early morning bath. She cried through the whole thing, which ironically made it much easier to wash her. Ha! But then we got to be nice to her and I gave her a light breakfast of yogurt and toast with butter (I usually don't spread things on her toast because of the messiness that might occur, but it's silly to avoid such things, and it was funny to watch her suck the butter out of the bread). We are back to her sweet potato flavored puffs, which she really seems to prefer to any other kind of puff--at least, she eats a lot of the things.

Then we got to take a look at the Playmobil toy that we got her. It's a nice house with (among other things) beds and a stove and a potty and three people to live in it: a Mommy, a Daddy, and a little girl. Perfect! The Daddy even wears a tie. Cara very much liked the people, and I realized that at our house at least she doesn't have a whole lot of "human" toys to play with. I think the toy is a nice success and I look forward to buying her more Playmobil items in the future. I have to remember to restrain myself a little, since the house is already filled with toys... But as she gets older she will outgrow what she has now.

Anyway, when we got ourselves going we took Cara in the car down to Middletown. She slept a little in the car on the way there and on the way back, but that was all the napping she did today. We dropped Cara off with her grandparents, who ran her and themselves ragged with all kinds of activities. They were in her little pool again, and through the sprinkler, and I think they went to a playground, and Cara also got to meet some nice workmen who were seeding and fertilizing the lawn--she offered her troll several times to the foreman, so he must have been very nice.

When Ev and I returned from our movie (Superman Returns), we all went out to eat at the local Mexican restaurant, where Cara threw many things on the floor but was still good and charmed a table of old ladies nearby with her "Queen wave" and her cute face. Then we were off home. Cara had an early second bath and then did some more playing with her Playmobil people--she also very much enjoys sitting in the cardboard box that the toy came in. I blame Shelby, who tried to curl up in it first and gave Cara the idea. Cara also managed to turn the laundry basket over onto herself tonight--oops!

7/9/06 (Sunday)

Yesterday, Cara and I were downstairs when we noticed Schmutzy's dishes on the floor. Cara started to walk over and I started telling her 'no no, don't eat the cat's food.' I just managed to get there ahead of her and picked up the two dishes which had food in them. I put them on top of the fish tank where they'd be safe. Then most unexpectedly, Cara picked up the very light plastic food container and handed it to me--Cara, the baby, helping me to baby-proof the house.

Cara really does seem to love her Playmobil set. Steve and I put them away in their box, accounting for all the pieces, and we put the box on top of the dining room table. This is where we put things to which we don't want Cara to have easy access. This morning she grunted, squeaked, and pointed until we took the box down and opened it up for her to play with. I was impressed.

One thing I forgot to mention about our doctor visit was that we talked about the use of eating utensils. Basically, practice makes perfect, and Cara needs opportunities to practice. At breakfast, I gave her an opportunity. We had talked with my mother the other day and mentioned that we thought yogurt would be a terrible thing for Cara to practice with. "Why?" she asked. Okay, I thought, it must not be as bad as I thought. I let Cara have the spoon and the dish of yogurt. I showed her how you dip the spoon and suck the yogurt off. She held the spoon. She dipped it. She waved it around. She put her other hand into the yogurt several times, and finally she rubbed her head with it. She didn't eat a thing. She did have a good time, sort of. Cara wound up in the tub for an extra hair washing. Alas, I'll have to plan much better in the future.

We hopped into the car around 11:30 to head to Pennsylvania to Steve's cousin Andrea's house. The trip was about an hour and a half long, and it was nap time. Cara stayed awake for the entire ride. She went through a lot of puffs and some water and did a lot of talking.

There was a big crowd and I thought Cara might be shy. No worries there! She was friendly to everyone and seemed to have a special affinity to Andrea, with whom she also sat at her birthday party. Cara spent over three hours toddling around, running half of the time, giving things to people and being given things. We tried to feed her, but she really didn't eat much except for the cookies people let her have. She wasn't patient enough to sit still long. It's a little bit ironic, considering how much I used to worry about her hair and how she hadn't any for her first year, but everyone seemed to comment on her beautiful hair. I had to explain at least three times that I was a blond when I was a baby.

There were other kids there, all of whom were older than Cara (really, who isn't?). Cara loved to watch them run around, and she got to play with one little girl's toys. It was fair, because later that girl got to take Cara's fun set of keys and run around with it. There was also a dog outside. Cara very much wanted to go out. We took her outside, and of course she wanted to play with the poor dog's water bowl. I spent a lot of time standing between her and it while she tried to trick me and get around me, and she did get each of her feet into it on separate occasions. The dog was not particularly happy.

Cara found a football inside, and we convinced her that it was a ball, even though it looked funny. She looked very funny carrying it. We took her outside, and her grandpa and her daddy helped her to kick the ball. One held it the way Lucy does for Charlie Brown, and the other held Cara and swung her so that she kicked it.

Finally, our napless, sugar-powered girl crashed. She sent us signals that it was definitely time to go home, so we took our leave. On the way home Cara slept fitfully, almost waking several times. We got into the house, and we started thinking about what to feed our little girl. She had other ideas. She got her three people from her Playmobil set and pointed at the door. I went out with her. She walked up the driveway and across the street (yes, I was right with her) to where Gene was in his driveway. She handed him the father and walked away.

Julianna and Gene's wife came out, too, and Gene's relative, an adorable three-year-old, was there. He kept looking at Cara, though he was shy. They began chasing each other. They went around and around the car, and Cara tricked him by turning around. We were out for about half an hour, and the two kids really played! I've never seen Cara play so much with another kid. He was great. He showed off for her and chased her and let her chase him. Cara was ready to run halfway down the block, but he clearly had tighter boundaries and wouldn't stray far. At one point he took her hand and tried to lead her back. She fell and skinned her knee a little, but it was really cute anyway and shows how responsible he is. He helped me take away things she shouldn't have, like a little piece of paper she found on the ground. They looked at her people together and ran around and had a great time. They were clearly able to communicate, which I've never seen Cara doing much of with other kids.

Around 7:30 we finally came in and started dinner. Cara finally ate something good for her, and Steve and I were able to relax. After dinner we played for a little bit. Cara seems quite taken with the picture of her that we have as our wallpaper on the computer. It's the one taken on my parents' porch, where she's crouching with her hat on and looking at her kitchen toy. Cara will run from far away to point at it and say, "baby." Finally, we've given her a bath and tucked her into bed. Really, Steve has done all of those things. I think my contribution tonight, to assuage my guilt, will have to be some toy cleanup.

7/10/06 (Monday)

This morning I took Cara to Johnson Park, where we played for about an hour. There were lots of other moms and one dad there with little kids. They mostly seemed to know each other, which was awkward, but many of them were friendly. It was interesting to see how different all the kids were. One little girl, almost exactly Cara's age, was really good at going down the slide. Of course, she has two older brothers and a slide at home. Cara went on the swings a lot and helped me push the stroller around.

The most exciting part was how Cara walked over to the big swings. I'd heard from other people who had taken her to the park, like my mom, that she was interested in them. I took her on. Another mom and I tried it at the same time. Her little girl got off pretty fast, but Cara just relaxed against me and we swung. I hooked my arms around the chains and held both hands around Cara, so she was quite safe and happy. My arms were not particularly happy, but they lived. The hard part was when I realized that I couldn't stop. Eventually I figured it out and just put my feet down. Cara really enjoyed the whole thing.

The most fun we had besides that was after dinner. While I was cooking, Cara and Steve were upstairs. Cara found her shoe in the middle of the room and tried to stick her foot in. It didn't work. She brought it to her daddy, who put it on her. She found the other, and he put that one on her, too. After we were done eating, I took Cara outside. PJ was out, too, and they chased each other all over PJ's driveway and sidewalk. They banged on the garage door together, and I saw that PJ has indeed been trained to stay out of the street. I didn't think it would work, but I guess I have to start to train my little jaywalker. Eventually PJ fell and hurt himself a little and we took Cara home.

She had had a special event, so she got an early bath; then I took her outside in her pajamas. We went to Julianna's, where Cara played run-from-mommy, give-things-and-take-them-back, and I'm-going-on-the-porch. We spent a fun half hour of toddler-wrangling. Cara really loves Julianna's porch, and Julianna herself does a mean Itsy-Bitsy Spider.

Now Cara is tucked up in bed, but we've had two interesting breakthroughs today. One is, Cara has learned how to shake her head. She doesn't know what it means, but she's been saying "no" all day and thinks it's great fun. The other is more exciting. We were looking at a book, and I asked, as we've all been asking for months, "Where's the bunny?" Cara pointed to the bunny. "Where's the doggy?" Cara pointed to the doggy. On the next page, she found the doggy. Asked for the bunny, she simply turned back a page and showed me. I've been waiting for this!

7/11/06 (Tuesday)

We went to the Philadelphia Zoo today! I wanted to get there when it opened, at ten, so I had the brilliant idea of getting up at 5:30, dressing, and waking Cara early so that she could run around for a couple of hours and then sleep in the car. Did it work? I'm not really sure. I got Cara up a little before seven (I had had breakfast and read the paper), and she was a little groggy. I made her breakfast, and I have to report that strawberries are a bigger hit than scrambled eggs. We got in the car at 8:30, and Cara was awake and fairly alert, though polite, until about 9:30. She slept for the final half hour or so of the trip.

Cara was excited to see Grandma Janet and Grandpa Jim, who met us in the parking lot and rescued her from her car seat. Cara was not excited about riding in her stroller, but she made it to the Zoo entrance. After that, she basically walked or was carried for most of the day. The first fascinating thing we saw, besides all the other kids, was a statue of an elephant. Cara liked it so much, she kept walking back to it. After that, we got her over to the big fountain, which has a statue of a lot of gazelles (or something like that) in it. She liked that, too, and climbed up to get closer to it. The spray felt good; it was a hot day. After that, it was back to the elephant.

We saw a few animals along the way, like the hippos, the rhino, and the elephants, and Cara wanted, we suspect, to climb into the prairie dog exhibit, but I rushed everyone along to the Birds of Australia. We were each given a little cup of nectar, and we walked into the lorikeet enclosure. Quickly, the bright birds swooped over to land on our hands and arms, using their strong, thick tongues to lick up their food. I was holding Cara and she got to see these birds, like miniature parrots, up very close. She was not allowed to touch them. When they had eaten and left us, I let Cara down. She wanted to leave the path and grab some birds, but she was not permitted to do that, either. One did nip her a little bit, out of curiosity, but I don't think she noticed. She had fun playing with the wire fencing the path off. Soon I picked her up to leave, and it was only a few minutes later that I discovered how muddy the ground in there had made her shoes and, therefore, my shorts. They're better now. Thanks, by the way, go to Grandpa Jim for showing me which end of the hippo was which.

We proceeded to the Big Cats. Though we didn't expect to, we saw a leopard right away. He was lounging right near the window. Cara may have laughed at him, or it may have been at some plants. I admit that I did some meowing during the big cat tour. We saw some lions, also lounging, and then we went inside into a big, cool, dark room where a short movie was being shown. With much coaxing, we got Cara to sit down with us. Soon, she was up and running. We all did get to cool off, though.

Our next stop was the primate house, which is incredible. It's relatively new and absolutely excellent. Cara was wandering happily, but I got her up against the glass outside the lemur enclosure. There were black-and-white lemurs just a few feet from her, and she was excited. She watched them frolic. Cara demonstrated that she could identify the balls the animals were given to play with, and for the rest of the day I think we all suspected that she was jealous of them. Cara climbed the stairs to the second floor, a very long flight, and we got to look down on the orangutan when it was released back into its enclosure after fruit and vegetables were scattered for it. The animal's arms were amazingly long and strong. Cara put her head up against the glass and stared, and we all watched it peel and eat a banana while moving around the cage. Eventually she seemed to decide she was scared of it, so we moved on.

Hungry, we set out looking for lunch. We wound up at Tiger Terrace, getting Nathan's. Grandpa watched Cara while Grandma and I bought food, and somehow, when we met back up, Cara had mysteriously acquired a fairly large (for her) toy lion. She spent a good deal of the rest of the trip carrying her new baby about with her. I got Cara a kids meal consisting of milk, fries, and hot dog nuggets. Yes, hot dog nuggets. They're little pieces of hot dog coated in some sort of batter. I think they're like little corn dogs, but I really don't know. We had to sit in the blazing sun, but Cara enjoyed her food very much. She drank some of the milk, but it was in a cup and there was a lot of dribbling. She liked her nuggets. Fortunately, Grandma had some wet-naps!

There are a lot of loose birds at the zoo, including some beautiful peacocks. Cara liked them all and wanted to be friends. Near us at lunch was a table full of children who were scared of the birds, so Cara set a good example by trying to chase some. There was a duck, another duck, and a goose. It's a bad joke, but I thought it was funny. (Duck, duck, goose; get it?) Cara was not as bad as her father and I were on our first trips to the zoo. Both of Cara's grandmas have stories about trying to show their children the elephants while we were fascinated by the pigeons.

After lunch, we thought it was a good time to visit the treehouse. Actually, we were hoping it would be cooler inside. It wasn't, much. I have pictures of myself playing in the big flower and the eggs when I was a kid, so I was really looking forward to this part. Cara did a lot of running around in the treehouse. She dropped her lion into a giant eggshell, but she wasn't really excited when she herself was put in one. She laughed at the giant dinosaur, and she ran around the big honeycomb, but her favorite part, strangely enough, was a big caterpillar standing in the middle of the hall. She liked to walk along it and pat it. It was just the right size. We have pictures. She was a little bit excited, also, about the big flower, so we have some pictures in that, too. We had a good time. It's strange to realize that trips like this will continue to get better and better for years; for some reason I feel like we need to hurry before she grows up!

At that point, we were all exhausted. We even convinced Cara to ride in her stroller for a little while. We walked out of the zoo the long way, making a circuit of the perimeter. We went through the children's zoo, where we took a photo of Cara looking through a hole in some giant cheese. We saw the giraffes, always a favorite, and we saw a nice capybara. It was so hot that we dribbled water onto Cara's head. Soon enough we got back to the car. Cara slept on the way home, though she spent the first ten minutes of the ride sucking on her new lion's whiskers.

Back at the ranch, we had a nice afternoon. I cut up some watermelon, and Cara and I took it outside. There was a quarter of a melon, but Cara ate an incredible amount and now there's only a little left! Well, we did throw some. When Cara's melon fell on the ground, I took it and threw it away. A couple of times, she responded by helpfully throwing away whatever she had left. She got very sticky. I invited her to sit on the grass, but she wouldn't sit anywhere but in my lap, where she helpfully dribbled watermelon juice onto my leg. We were such a mess that I put on the sprinkler. I put it on the driveway, behind the fence, so it got some grass, some ivy, and my garden. I stuck my feet in. Cara was curious, did some dancing, and stuck her hand in. I used the water to wash her face and arms. With one thing and another, we both got some of our clothes wet. It was fun.

Julianna came over to bring Cara two toys. She got an Elmo telephone; I suppose it's a cell phone. It is cute and makes noises and has eyes that open and close. Every time it rang Cara handed it to Julianna, who then had to talk on the phone. She also gave Cara a miniature foam book with animal shapes that come out. There's a duck, a fish, a turtle, and a frog. Cara has it with her in the bath right now. I played with her by laying out the shapes and asking her to give me the duckie or the fishie, since those are the two she really knows. She was saying "duck, duck, duck," and "'shie" for fishie. She did pretty well.

It's been a long, exciting day for Cara, who ate almost an entire slice of pizza for dinner. She got to play with her daddy, which she loves, and now she's going to finally get some rest.

7/12/06 (Wednesday)

Today was another exciting day. Cara slept until about quarter to nine, although I went into her room and looked at her and finally just sat down to read. She had a good breakfast and then she had to get dressed to go out. While I was waiting to be able to put something on her, she stood by her changing table and helpfully took out about seven diapers, one by one, handing each one to me. Finally I suggested that she put them back, so she took them from me, one by one, and stuffed them into the basket.

We went over to Lina and Sarah's house this morning and had a lot of fun! The twins will be two in August, so they are worlds ahead of Cara. I mean, I thought Cara could run, but now I see that she can't! They ran rings around her, which overwhelmed her even though they were very nice and tried to get her to talk and to show her how to play. Sometimes they tried to pick her up by the head, which didn't go over particularly well, either. We think they thought she was like their cat. Everyone did some dancing and played with lots of toys and played chase with someone else or something else. (There was a dog and a cat!) Everyone shared, which impressed me very much. There was a child-sized sofa which Cara really loved sitting on; I'll have to get her one. There were ride-on toys that the twins could ride. I know Cara could ride them, but she just doesn't. She did spend some time climbing on one and actually sat on it in riding position! There was also plenty of screaming from everyone under the age of twenty, but mainly they were civilized.

We had a snack, which the children fought over and shared. I got out Cara's water bottle, explaining that she couldn't drink from a sippy cup because she hadn't figured out about tipping it up. The twins' mom said they couldn't drink from cups with straws, like Cara's, because they always tilted them. Of course, within five minutes the twins were emptying Cara's water and I held it for them as I tilted one of their sippy cups up for Cara. It felt like being in a petting zoo! For lunch we had grilled cheese. I hadn't had grilled cheese in years, and Cara never had. We'll be trying it at home, I think. Cara impressed everyone by eating her sandwich in quarters, like a big girl, while the twins had theirs cut up. She also ate a lot (3/4 of a sandwich).

We got two toys to take home, things the twins had really outgrown. What with that and lunch, I feel like a giant mooch. One of the toys is a triangular busy-activity-thingie. It has things to spin and beads to move and things to rattle and is very colorful. Cara and PJ, who came over this evening, seem to think it's a very easy shape-sorter; they both have stuck things into it. The other thing we got is a tower with a ramp to roll balls down. There are four balls, weighted so that they roll very slowly. The tower comes apart easily into its components, and I think it'll spend a lot of time like that.

Cara and I got home around two, when Aunt Claire showed up and did some hard-core baby-sitting while I went to the dentist. Cara napped the entire time. When she woke up we had a snack and played with her new toys, including a Noah's Ark I bought her (shame on Mommy!) the other day and hadn't opened. It has really cute little animals. Really cute.

We couldn't go to the park, because it was raining, so we went shopping. We went to Babies R Us and I got a button-guard for the TV, because the twins had one that was quite effective, and I replaced our stacking cups, of which we seem to have lost six of the eight. Failing to find more animals for Noah, we looked at the clothing clearance racks. Cara is outgrowing things fast and only has one pair of shorts. We got two pairs of shorts, three shirts, one romper, and one matched outfit for about forty dollars, and Cara got to play run-away-from-Mommy in the store. When we came out it was pouring, so Claire and Cara ran for the car while I parked the cart and followed. I could see Cara, getting soaked and laughing. I had told Claire to jump into the back seat, and Cara helpfully climbed into her car seat. Drenched and bedraggled, we drove home.

In the evening, PJ came over. The kids ran around and had a good time with the toys while the adults discussed aging, doctors, and programming VCRs. PJ was into playing the keyboard, and so I held him in my lap for a while. I let him play the drums, and of course Cara came along and wanted up, too. I put her on the keyboard, but soon enough she stood up and had her daddy remove her. She really must have been exhausted, because she cried during her bath and even after she came out! She got her pajamas on, though, and she is tucked away happily now.

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