Meg is mobile!

It's official, no small toys can be left on the ground anymore. Goodbye Lego's, 'Hi Ho Cherry O' game pieces and plastic Princess attire because our little lady is on the move! And she thinks everything belongs in her mouth.

Meg's not crawling yet, but she's inching her way to whatever she wants to get ahold of. She'll stretch out her arms in front of her, lift her belly up, and then flop down a few inches forward. Not necessarily the most graceful way to move, but it's working nonethless.

She recently found the door stop thingy (and yes, that's the technical term). She was just as enamoured with it as her sister was :)

Megan this past week:

And Lauren back in 2007:

Crawling, here we come : /

On the move!

Oh Lordy, I'm in trouble...in fact, I've been in trouble for about a week now because my Fancy Pants had decided that being stationary was so outta style. So now she's a mobile little thing that just goes and goes! It used to be rolling...but now, you lay her down and she crawls as fast as her cute little bum can take her, usually over to Ellie :)

After inhaling a few pounds worth of Ellie's oh-so-delicious dog hair, something else caught her eye. Nope, it wasn't a toy, or a dog or even lint particles that she inevitably finds and swallows, it was a shadow! You should have seen the look on her face when she couldn't figure out why the darn thing wouldn't "go" into her hands...priceless!


Anyways, with my crawling cutie's soft, pale little baby knees in mind, I went on to Etsy.com and bought her these:

They are called "Babylegs". Actually, because I am trying my hardest to be a frugal Frannie, I bought these knock off versions which are just as stylish and functional. These ones are called "Baby Leg Warmers" (original, huh?) and instead of spending $15 per pair, I got all five pairs for a bargain price of $35 bucks!!!

After her inspection of these colorful faux pants, we headed to the computer room where she was off! Our "Princess Piddle Pot" (as daddy calls her) began crawling after her toys and seemed to really enjoy that her tender little knees were no longer getting scratched up on the carpet (or maybe I'm just reading into this too far!)

Then all of a sudden, she would realize that those funny looking colors were still attached to her legs and then she's spend another good 5 minutes feeling and pulling and attempting to chew them:

She eventually caught on that Mommy had gone a little camera crazy so after she'd crawl a few inches, she'd look back at me as if to say "Hello Paparazzi?? I'm waiting!"

After the toys bored her, she began crawling over to her Jumperoo...

and then to one of her favorite toys, the nasty, stinky dog bed which she constantly tries to touch but that darn Mom intercepts:

My days now are spent corralling the Curious George and preventing her from sticking inanimate objects in the outlets (I'm kidding; I've already baby-proofed the whole stinkin' house!) And as draining as it is following the pint-sized one everywhere, I wouldn't have it any other way! I'm so proud of my crawling cutie!