Yesterday I decided it was time to install the safety guard in the window of Clara's room. I set Clara down by her toy storage across the room. She happily cooed to herself while pulling out toy after toy.
I became engrossed with installing the window guard correctly - measuring and remeasuring. Drilling pilot holes and finally attaching it. I was so caught up in finishing the job that I didn't turn around to look at Clara for a couple of minutes. I could still hear her happy little voice and that was fine.
As I attached the final piece of the window guard I was startled to feel a tiny tug on my pants leg. I looked down - and THERE WAS CLARA!!!! Her tiny fist tugging on my pants. She was smiling up at me - totally unaware of the fact that she had just crawled across eight feet of floor space for the FIRST TIME EVER!!!!!
Needless to state, I dropped what I was doing, swept Clara up in my arms and carried her around in a victory dance. We then called her dad on the phone to relate the news.
Clara seemed inordinately pleased with herself. I get distinct impression that she was waiting for me to turn my back in order to try out her new moves and surprise her Mama.
Well, little girl...mission accomplished.