I love being home with dad!!! But when mom comes home from work I run to her as fast as I can. Nope, I am not walking yet, I get to hold dad's fingers :) Mom says that it feels like I am more stabile when I run then when I walk... They don't understand that I am planning to start running, just skip the walking step ;)
This morning mom was sweeping the floor while I was sitting in the dirt. Why shouldn't I help? I started sweeping the floor with my hand and all over where it was dirty I tried to sweep :) I have never seen mom smile so much (yes I have, but it was a big smile, i promise). I think she was happy that we are now three that can clean at home. We should not mention though, that one of my favorite hobbies these days is to rip toilet paper and magazines. And in addition to that, I shuffle in my food so fast ( I am scared dad will steel it from me) and a lot of it ends on the kitchen floor, so the kitchen floor is full of dirt too. It works good as a food bank. Whenever I am hungry I can crawl in there and grab a bite ;) I think mom and dad are missing Allie for more than one reason ;)
I just discovered a new word..."Mpa"... It's "lampa" and it's a swedish word for lamp/light. I am trying to say upp (swedish for up) too, but I just get it out as "uh". And when mom and dad are talking a lot I try to talk too. But the only thing that happens is that I move my mouth and no sound comes...
I am starting to get the hang of how to get down from the couch in one peace. After trying to get down in some different ways, I have to agree with mom and dad: it's best to crawl down backwards... But I had to try to be sure ;) I don't want them to think that they always know best, even if they were right this time...
Hugs to everyone and a wet kiss for Katrin on her birthday tomorrow (I hope I am right... I haven't looked in my calendar yet...)
