My parents were so excited about taking us on vacation... an entire week of nothing to do but walk, eat and play. But then mumma wasn’t feeling good (and was cranky for other reasons) for the first few days. And then I got really ill. I was puking and pooping for a couple of days. I almost had to go to the hospital and I wrecked half of my wardrobe. The weather was gloomy, windy and rainy too. Mumma was very sad but we made the most of it. I, of course, was still jolly and having fun despite my belly and constant puking issues. Dada took me for a lot of walks between rain storms. Good thing we were in a nice house… complete with a washer and dryer because we used it. A lot. Like... a lot a lot.
We also celebrated my seven month birthday! I am so strong now. I want to eat real food with my two big teeth but for some reason, my units haven’t given me any real food yet. I hope they do soon. I’ve been sitting up unassisted for a couple of weeks now too. I can also get around pretty good scooting on my belly. However, I seem to always be in reverse. Mumma holds out her hands and I can pull myself up too. I like being tall. Standing is cool.
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