July 8, 2016

July 8, 2016:  My head is getting farther away from my toes. So now I can start to reach things that were too far away for my hands to grab. This seems to frustrate and perplex the grownups in my life. Mommy tries to hide her phone, but I can get it. Daddy tries to take away my pacifiers, but I can reach ’em. Papa tries to put his glasses up on his head, but I can snatch that far easily when he picks me up. I think grammie likes my new found tallness though. It’s easier to wash hands even if I have to stand on my tiptoes on the stool to get my fingers wet. Plus I’ll be able to reach weeds in the way back of the garden pretty soon.