We were lucky to be on the same hall as Mac's friend, Susan (the other red-haired Susan), and her husband and son, Larson, who is about a year older than Eliza. She was thrilled to have him to run after and play with for a few days.
Back at home, she is pulling up on everything in sight now and can even balance on her own for about half a second before falling down again. She clearly has grand visions of walking sooner rather than later. Mac did some more baby proofing this weekend, attaching tethers to bookcases and the like. She has become a fan of all books on the bottom shelf, pulling them off and removing the dust jackets so she then alternately chew on the book or the dust jacket. True to form, though, she is already more interested in the books on the next shelf up, as well as the few items we placed above that for safekeeping...apparently not so safe.
It's been very hot and humid here, so not very many outdoor adventures to report. However, she is adding more and more people to the approved NOTMOM list, so hopefully the worst of the separation anxiety is behind us. This phase of it, at least. I'm sure it will rear its ugly head again. I'm just happy to be able to go to the gym or leave her with a sitter and not have it be a total disaster.
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