day 241

so i scooted all the way acrossed the room. down on my tummy and up to sitting. and back again. get lost. stop to ask for directions, you know how road trips go. there were a couple of three point turns involved, but i did manage to avoid clipping the sofa, so that's all good.
i scooted all the way over to the window sill and pulled up, carefull to not bang my nose on it or tip over (because i find standing is still hazardfull). hoping to finally (at last) see what everyone keeps looking at out the windows.
i mean chris'll run over and shout "dad-dad-dad!" or "bus!" or "rain!" and mom will point out the "garbage truck" and chris'll act all happy and laugh.
the view was slightly underwhelming...
there was NOTHING there.
except a hedge.
i really don't get big people sometimes. this is up there with the whole "shoe" concept.