Get around

Today mom and I walked to the mailbox. Not mom pushing me in a stroller, or carrying me to the mailbox...WALKING. It was a long trip--I'd say I took like 200 steps at least. And of course all we got in the mail was junk (not that I wouldn't mind ripping it up or chewing on it if mom would let me). Along with my newfound mobility, I have added a few new communication tools to my arsenal of cuteness. I can do the baby sign for "more," "all done" and "bottle." Trust me, with my little fingers it's pretty cute. Lastly, mom got a "Bear in the Big Blue House" DVD from the library for me to watch. I have fun dancing to it. (I got to see Bear and his friends at MGM for my birthday.)