I spent the majority of last week, home with a cold, convincing Skylar we HAD to get this toy stroller for Harper, because she was bored stiff with pulling up on the furniture. He finally caved, and it is so nice to come home and see this itty bitty girly toy in the living room.
Meanwhile, Harper has spent this whole week outside eating dirt. Really, she is pooping dirt at this point. I would make her stop, but it makes her soooo happy.
Oh, and I never realized how full of chocking hazards the world is till I had a six month old putting everything in arms reach in her mouth. There is an infinite amount of small matter out there.