This week, Meredith made the sign for milk. I thought maybe it was just a fluke, but she did it again, and now she does it consistently whenever she wants to nurse. She looks up at me, grins, and opens and closes her fist. Who could refuse a cute request like that?
Also, I was really looking forward to that lovely phase in between when baby learns to sit and when baby learns to crawl. It's so lovely to leave a baby somewhere, and then the baby is still there when you come back. But Mer decided she wasn't going to waste time sitting around. She learned to crawl before she'd even mastered sitting. So now we have to break out the vacuum to eliminate all the little chokables even more often than before.