As you can observe in the video, Mio has learned how to climb up onto the coffee table. She’s done it at least a dozen times since yesterday. No matter how many times I pull her off or try to navigate her away, she goes right back to it.
I’d heard toddlers usually begin climbing between 18 to 24 months, but Mio has once again surprised us with her advanced athletic abilities. And she looks so pleased with herself every time, too. Heaven help us….
Dan was blowing bubbles at Mio in the kitchen Tuesday night, and Mio repeated the word “bubble” back to us — a few times! We caught the moment on video. It’s interspersed with “ba ba ba”s, but you can definitely make out a “bubble” here and there.
Mio has been aware of our pet chinchillas for a few months now, and she often stares over at them and watches them eat and drink in their cage. She loves when I hold her up to their cage and let her poke her fingers in to touch their fur. Lately, I will give her a treat to feed to them and she’ll hold it out to the chinchillas to grab. (One out of five times, she’ll reach to put it into her own mouth, so I have to be hypervigilant about watching her and ensuring that doesn’t happen.) We captured it on video last night — the smile that spreads across her face every time Diesel or Piper accept a treat from her hand is priceless…!
These guys haven’t made an appearance on the blog for a while, because I’m always writing about Mio, but we still love them! I’ll always remember that our chinchillas (especially Diesel) were our first “babies” before Mio came along.
Dan’s cousin Hideaki (on his mother’s side)ΓΒ lives in Thailand, and was visiting San Francisco for a couple days, so we had dinner at Dan’s parents’ house the other night. Dan hadn’t seen his cousin since 1999, so it had been 13 years!
Mio showed off more of her walking skills… she’s getting faster and better at it every day!
Here’s a video Dan took while watching Mio as I was writing up some emails and watching TV — she walked from the living room over to the hallway to him. (Please excuse the mess… we blame Hurricane Mio, who leaves everything in her path in disarray. Plus that I was folding our laundry.)