July 12, 2010 - She Just Wouldn't Stop Rolling...

... until she got somewhere new. Maybe Georgia woke up this morning and realized the living room was not the "in" place to be anymore. It was time for bigger and better. But how to get somewhere new when you don't walk, don't even crawl? Hmmm, rolling it is. The kid rolled some 15 times continuously to reach... ::drum roll::... the kitchen! Ta-da!

I thought she would start screaming the moment her head rolled onto the hard linoleum floor, but baby, she hit it and you'd think the kid had found baby slip-n-slide heaven. She just giggled and laughed, guffawed at times really, as just kicked and pushed herself all over that slippery floor. She did 360's and figure eights and roll-overs and every movement she could think up in that fabulous little mind of hers. My goodness she had fun.

And there were moments to pause and reflect, but that only led to trying to figure out how to get into the refrigerator...

Or the cabinets under the sink...

So forget the cardboard boxes and empty water bottles and crumpled up pieces of tissue, and definitely forget the store-bought toys. Give my little one a linoleum floor and you might as well have laid the world at her feet. At least for today, I'm sure tomorrow holds the promise of a wonderful, new discovery.