You want me to do WHAT?

So.. it started with flopping, and then to a couple tentative crawling lunges. Then she started crawling short distances. And then she’d crawl to another object. Now she’s crawling from one room to another! EEP!

Namely, into the kitchen. The dirty, dirty kitchen.

So I had to clean a little. Got me some Mrs. Meyers’s and washed down the cabinets (which she is using to pull herself to standing) and the dishwasher, which even at its filthiest, was apparently still shiny enough for her to see that “other baby” and give her a kiss. And the fridge, and the oven. And the floor. Oh my floor. No amount of cleaning and mopping will get you truly clean.

Oh well. Dirty kid it is, I guess.

The chemicals have been secured, but I still need to find a better home for my rapidly dwindling pile of plastic bags, as well as a better home for the few glass items in cabinets that she can reach. I guess its time to put the plastic goods on the bottom, huh?

One step at a time, people! We’ll get it done.