This is how we play

We start off by laying down to illustrate our difficult life:



We play a little footsie:



We roll over and lounge for a bit, while deciding what to do:




Stas loves driving her car from Mrs. Bishop, especially backwards:



After all that driving, some more rolling around is called for:



And we work through the occasional mini-meltdown:



Stasa loves brushing her hair now, but doesn't always manage to use the right side of the comb:



And she's been loving her Fisher Price tractor and pushes it back and forth:




And as always, we end our day listening to Daddy play guitar. Stasa usually plays with him, but she mostly likes to throw the picks in the hole of the guitar because that causes Tom to shake the the guitar to get them out and she LOVES that.

Caged

For some reason Stas really wanted to play in her crib Tuesday afternoon. So I threw her in with her blankets, lovey and bears and she had a blast.





And look at this crazy face she kept giving me:



After about 30 minutes she decided she was done being caged and was ready to come out.



Upon being released she ran over to the glider to practice her daredevil skills. I'm pretty impressed that she's able to climb in and out of the chair without falling and she's even able to climb up on the rocking ottoman, too.







Annnnnnd my new favorite picture of our baby:



After dinner she had a bath since she's been spending time at the pool with Gigi at daycare.





And then she got to play the guitar for a little while with daddy before bedtime. She's actually pretty good at strumming and loves being daddy's capo.