Proud smiles

Rachel had her first gymnastics class last night. She liked it okay. I wish you all could have seen the grin on her face as she ran and marched and bunny-hopped around the gym. It was the highlight of my week, to be sure! And then, when Coach Mandy called her up to help demonstrate how to slither like a snake under a bar...I hadn't thought she could grin wider after the marching, but I was wrong! It warms my heart to see her feel so proud. At last, an outlet for all her upside-down proclivities and restless energy!

And Nathan can pull up! He pulled up all the way to standing when we weren't watching him last evening. Again, that look of pride. It is becoming more apparent by the day that he is Daddy's boy--first there was the head, of course, and now there is his magnetic attraction to the TV and its accompanying devices. That's always where he wants to be standing. He's also working hard on growing a second tooth and on getting up on hands-and-knees. He can get up quite well now, but whenever he tries to move forward in that position, his tummy comes crashing back to the floor. But he's persistent and will have it soon!

In other news, Rachel peed all over the floor today. Then she walked into the bathroom, of her own accord, and pooped in the toilet! Small steps, but good ones!

Here's a snap of our family trip to the Bean last week--apparently they keep an absolutely gorgeous baby inside it!