Drunken Sailor Phase

Monday, December 2, 2013

Going places with Poppy is generally a bumpy proposition.  I don't know exactly why it's a drunken sailor phase, but the label does seem to suit Poppy's current state of mobility: wobbly, unpredictable, easily distracted.  For example, we'll be walking down the hall on our way from the apartment to the elevator, and Poppy will plop down on the floor and poise herself for a nap – her body language making her intentions clear:  'Mommy, I've changed my mind about this.  Let's rest a bit.'   

Then she takes off one shoe (the right one) even though I asked her not to.  

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