If you've missed my progress lately, here's the scoop. I can stand now without touching, holding or breaking anything. I finally realized what it means to be "standing on your own feet" (however, my dad says that the phrase has something to do with earning money, can you believe it?). My mom is waiting for the next big step, which is walking so that she won't have to carry me anymore. With one banana for breakfast (that's right, 4 days a row now), yogurt, rotli, dal, rice, khichadi, milk and all the solid stuff for lunch and dinner, I'm getting pretty heavy. And I've got two teeth in the balcony (its an Indian phrase relating theatres - balcony is upper floor and upper stall is actually lower floor. Can you believe that? and they say what I talk is gibberish). Also, since the summer ended and its getting cold in Boston, my mom has been dressing me up in full and warm clothes. I lost my privilege to run around the house in just diapers. All good things come to end!
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