Margaret is becoming a fairly self-sufficient small person.*
She has a bottle of mostly water with enough juice to make her think it has flavor every day, and we’ve been letting her manage it herself. She’s pretty much figured out that she needs to have gravity on her side, though sometimes you do see her up on all fours with the bottle on the gr0und trying to get the juice out.
She’s gotten to where she can manage it one-handed.
And be snuggly, apparently.
She’s also working on the sippy cup, though I’m not sure how much she gets that it’s about drinking, and how much she thinks that it’s just a fun toy. But yesterday, after much miming and explanation that almost certainly went over her head, she seemed to have at least picked up that it was a fun thing to do to tip her head back while wrangling the sippy cup.
I was really beginning to think that she had it all figured out, and then . . . well, then she started looking less clear on what she was meant to do vis-a-vis the sippy cup.
*At least insofar as it is possible to be self-sufficient when you need people to bring your food to you, and – in the case of most solids – feed it to you. Also carry you should you encounter any particularly uneven terrain.
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