Well, as of a week ago, Finney could pull up with select objects...and with the "tall" objects, he could pull up to his knees. Over the weekend, we watched him and he was really working on figuring out how to get up. Well...he mastered it at daycare. There is a toy corral that is...say...about a foot tall. You have to envision this blue plastic boundary that is filled with toys and all kinds of fun colorful objects of interest. Finney army-crawled over to it, pulled up to his feet, and then teetered over the top trying to reach these magnificent findings until, you guessed it, he fell in! Luckily, it was nice and cushy. He then proceeded to make his way "out" of the corral (I can't figure out how/why he got bored in there). Unfortunately for Finn, he didn't make his way out quite as gracefully. He has a nice rug burn on his forehead as proof of this. As for Kelly and I, we are enjoying the last bit of time that we have before the craziness that comes with walking comes...
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