Standing Tall

So this is the image of our morning each day now. First, we hear a rattle bang against the bed accompanied by some music playing and then an eventual sermon being spoken. (The important chatter consists of a vast combination of various pronouncements to the word da-da). We never knew that there were so many different ways to say this word, but there are... different tones, pitches, emphasis on different syllables or letters, etc. But then, you turn the corner and see two big blue eyes staring back at you with SO much excitement. What a motivation to get out of bed...

As you can also see from the pictures, we now have constant bruises on our forehead from the many falls that we incur due to our insistence on standing tall in all cases... We will attempt to pull up on anything whether it is sturdy or moving, little or large, a hard or soft surface, and any and everything in between. At almost 9 months, we think we are so big...