Based on Frannie's actions while crawling around the house, you would think that Sarah and I never walk or move without chatting at top volume in a constant stream of randomness. Bah-doh-ah-doh-ah-doh-ah-doh, indeed.

Frannie has taken to exploring our house, her daycare, and any other location we visit. Her daycare provider reports that she is thrilled to entertain herself on the floor, chasing toys and crawling around, for most of the day - and considering how pleased she is to use her latest skills at home, I'm surprised the kid gets any eating done at daycare at all.

Crazy month, October was. Frannie had an absolutely awful bout of croup, and sleep fell way apart. So, we're back to having a baby co-sleeping with us full-time, and if we're lucky, she spends an hour or two in her crib in the evening. If we're not lucky, she's nursing all evening and I get no work done. Those evenings do not lead to fabulous teaching, so I don't so much root for those.