And we officially have a sitter....as in, one who sits.

Nathanael has had the strength to sit up since he was 12 weeks old. But he couldn't sit up: he lacked the understanding of why we balance (I'm convinced all babies believe they can fly) and also of why we need to sit at all.

Now he gets it.

And he's delighted.

And so are the other kids.

And SO AM I! Life gets so much easier on mom when baby can sit.