Another first (oh, and another!)

Feb. 16Oliver is sitting well enough to try out the wooden high chair. He is strapped in really well because, like a weeble wobble, he tends to teeter. He can almost sit by himself on the floor.

Anyway, he thinks it's pretty cool.

He suddenly looks so wise.

"Yeah, I'm sitting in a chair . . . for about three minutes now."

Oh! And after several painful nights, too many really, he finally cut his first tooth on Valentine's day. That's really what the maturity is all about. That and the chair.