At 11 months, I have come a long way. I have been crawling for awhile now and have gained the ability to hold myself up. I can stand for about half a second before a plop down. But I'm working on it.
Something fun to do is drop stuff off my highchair while captivating my Mom, Dad or some other person with charm. For example, I will smile intently while sneaking a piece of toast off the side of the high chair. I listen for it to hit the floor, then I crack up. It's great fun.
When I'm finished, I put an innocent, almost confused face on and say 'all done'. My parents melt when I do this. They think it's so cute. It cracks me up how gullible they are. Don't get me wrong. I like them and think they're cool but they don't know stuff I do-like they don't know about all the cool things under the refrigerator and stove.
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