Ever since Moana has learned to pull herself up to standing, my legs have been her favorite tool. Consequently, whenever I am trying to get anything done around the house, this has been my view.
I wonder where she learned that opening the fridge door with your tongue hanging out is the way to do it? Surely not from me.
Recently, the girl has been letting go. And concentrating hard.
You should see the look on her face when she realizes that she's doing it all on her own... it's fleeting and tough to capture on film, but imagine kind of a mix between sheer terror and immense pride. When she decides she's not stable enough, she does this controlled squat to the floor. Strong quads, this little gal's got. I wonder how long it'll be until she steps a foot forward?