July is almost over

Keelie has two teeth. It seemed to take forever for those two to finally punch through, but we have them now. And her gums show signs of the others arriving any day, but I think we have a few weeks, if the first two were any indication of how things were going to go.
She gets up on two feet a lot. Still holding onto whatever is in front of her for stability. One of her favorite stabilizing devices is my wheelchair. She seems to think the big round wheels are going to stay in place. And she hits her finger with that proverbial hammer over and over. Keelie: these wheels roll. And then whatever I am doing is disrupted, because now my world stats to move erratically. Maybe like being on a rocking ship. When she grabs the frame, right by my knees, that is when she (and I) are the most stable. I also can see her, and have a good guess as to her intentions at this point. I think she likes this spot for the added benefit of getting more of what she wants, it is closer to the lap, and we have eye contact. Thankfully, the spot directly behind me, is not one of her preferred holds. On the occasions when she felt that was the only hold available, I was rendered immobile. There is almost no way for me to move that she will not be trampled by the wheels. Frustrating for me, because I also cannot reach her to move her, when she is there. Try telling a toddler that they need to move, so that I can see to their needs. I will sum it up for you: frustration.
A cool recent development, is that she will let go of her stabilizing devices occasionally. She has done this of her own free will. Sometimes it is because she is moving on to another bomber hold on another device, but I have seen her do it for no apparent reason. I have seen these moments growing in Frequency and duration. I think we will have a walker on our hands sooner than we think.
She "dances" to music, and she is not picky about the source of the music. She has danced to cell phones, the CD player, the TV, but always tunes. Unlike Ethan, apparently there is no sound track in her head. Most of the time this dancing involves bobbing up and down. Were I able to, I think she would have picked this up from me, but it is not because she has seen me do it. So maybe there is a genetic predisposition to this sort of movement....?
When the twins are in another room, she is crawling across the floor, to get to said room. It seems as though she has abandoned the low crawl.
Rileigh has lost a tooth, week or two ago, one of the front lower ones. The one next to it is lose, as both the replacements are in; giving her a sort of "shark" mouth. I'm hoping the one comes out soon, as the longer we have too many teeth in the mouth, the more money we spend on straightening her teeth. We lost the tooth that came out, it was not in a secure place, and was washed down the sink. Rileigh does not seem to be negatively affected.
Ethan's same teeth are lose, but so far, losing his teeth seem farther down the road. All his baby teeth are separating, so he has many gaps now. ...Maybe he is English...?
Sarah and the kids were kind enough to waste their weekend following me on the Seattle to Portland. All our plans went out the window when: 1. I got to Spanaway before 10AM (I was shooting for noon). 2.Sarah was going slower on I-5 than we were. Apparently traffic was horrendous, and this is not just from a Spokanites perspective. So, instead of getting to play in parks, and whatever else, the kids got to sit in the car all day Saturday. But they got out once we hit Chehalis, and they went to the spot I was spending the night, which happened to be the parents house of one of the guys I was riding with. So, I say in the car all day, but that is not entirely accurate.
Sunday, they simply headed straight for Portland. I got there a little before noon, and they had been there for a while. We chose not to push our luck, and instead got in the car soon after I was finished and tried to find I-5. This was "fun". Sarah's phone was less than helpful. Usually it gives good directions, however on this occasion it lost its mind. Maybe the buildings, I don't know. Add to the fun a sister in law who "knows" Portland, only to let you know you missed the turn, or there is a sign over there. Both Sarah and she were great at criticizing what was done, but were less than helpful with what to do. AND it seems EVERYONE wants to go north from Portland on a Sunday. And they all seem to be going to Seattle. I appreciated having Johanna help Sarah, but the salt in the wound was that we had to go to Seattle to drop her off. Oh to have taken the turn east towards the Dalles. So then we decided to spend the night on the road back to Idaho. I am not lamenting the decision, but it was not easy. Sarah drove from Ryegrass rest stop. The guys I rode with are excited to do this again. As am I. I wonder if the family is as excited...