She also spent some time working on impromptu gymnastics moves on a barstool (we really need to get this freakishly strong and coordinated toddler into a tumbling class...).
On the other end of the mood spectrum is this clip, caught surreptitiously yesterday afternoon as Syl really hit the wall. She continues to LOVE her puzzles; especially the new foam number puzzle Grandma Lynne sent back from Ohio with Mommy. She's really good with the numbers, but gets a little mixed up between the 9 and the 6 (and really, who doesn't? I still do.). Anyhow, I caught a moment of extreme frustration followed by surrender. I shouldn't be so amused by this as I am, I know...
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