Two nights ago, we were drawn to Hip Chick's video monitor due to exclamations of, "Hi, Mommy! Hi, Daddy!" The image we discovered prompted us both to rush her room. Our hippie had finally built enough arm strength to pull herself into a standing position via her crib slats and was surveying the landscape for an escape route. I had terrible visions of her falling backwards and incurring a concussion, but she was obviously too thrilled with her achievement for such concerns. I am confident that she would have managed a prison break by now, had she not been inhibited by a heavy spica cast.
Her latest feats of mobility have not been limited to just her crib. Her daycare teachers relayed a story this week which features even more determination. As it was told, her class was playing outside and her teachers had made a palette to the side of the playground for her. Hip Chick began to army crawl away from her spot and her teacher asked where she was going. "House," she replied and looked over at the toddlers' play house. She then proceeded to army crawl across the play area and entered the house. She stretched to reach and grab its windowsill, pulled herself to a standing position, looked out the window, and excitedly shouted to her class.
Tonight, she repeated her same trick in her crib and I managed to snap a photo (above). She is so driven and brave. Will anything stop her? While the thought of honing this aspect of her personality during her teenage years draws a slight sweat, I can't help but admire her refusal to allow this cast to inhibit her.
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