I think we can officially say that Daniel is sitting up on his own. Not that he hasn't been for the last few weeks, but he sat up while I went to grab the camera and a cup of coffee, and while I was taking pictures. The daughter of the compound renters went on a baby food strike, and since giving baby food away was easier than packing, Daniel got his first taste of pre-packaged goodness - prunes! He ate an entire container of prunes plus his normal-sized dinner of sweet potatoes. Brian and I were wishing THAT diaper on each other, but as fate would have it, THAT diaper was spread out through out the day.
Yesterday we had planned a walk with our neighbors, but since it was on the verge of snowing most of the day, we moved the party inside. Jess and Lilly came over to play. Daniel seemed to have a good time showing off his toys. Later, I took Daniel to his very first bar! We met the Compound Men (and Joyce) for fish at Joe's. And for all the "You know you're a Yooper when..." jokes, I have one to add: You know you're in the U.P. when bars have high chairs!
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That is great! The jokes here are "you know you are a redneck when...". Not to worry but we have high chairs in our bars also. It possible might be a prerequisit. How did Daniel do? Did he get out of hand?
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