Standing at the table

I’m so good at standing that I can stay on my feet for quite a long time. It kind of seems like I’m on my feet for most of the day. The coffee table is just the right height for me to reach up and pull myself to my feet. Also there is usually a lot of stuff for me to play with there. A lot of it is not meant for me to have, so Mommy and Daddy have to put it away or move it out of my reach.

I’m very steady on my feet but sometimes lose my concentration and fall down. Most of the times I fall the right way, onto my butt. Sometimes I completely lose my balance and topple over. I usually protect my head, but sometimes I don’t. The mat is cushioned and protects me, but even when I fall on the flooring I am okay. I catch myself enough not to really hurt my head.

Sometimes I find other things to play with and somewhat awkwardly lower (or throw) myself back down to the floor.