Standing on the promises

Well, at least standing... :)

Several days ago, Bobby hollered, LOOK!, so I looked, and Rosie had pulled herself up to her feet on her music table....then didn't do it again for a few days, so I figured it was an accident.
Yesterday, I look over at the pack and play just after putting her in it, and there she was, STANDING again! Then again later. And again today. EEEEEK!

Also, this morning when I got her up, she was sitting up in bed, which is the first time she has moved from laying to sitting (she always almost does, and then decides to go crawling off somewhere instead).

She's now up to real crawling, too. She'll go a couple feet and then plop down, army crawl a couple feet, then pop up and real crawl a couple feet, repeat. What a goof.

Have I mentioned I'm pooped??? It's a constant game of "Capture the Rosie" around here, and I'm soooo exhausted!!! And kinda sad that my baby is growing so fast.

See poem below.