Now that you're crawling up a storm, you have a new, cute-but-unsettling habit of following me everywhere. You are the Native American tracker, and I am the buffalo.
For example, today I was working at the dining room table while you were on the other side of the room on your play mat.
Then 30 seconds later...
Then 10 seconds after that...
Very sneaky.
Love,
Mom
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