Tonight we had our first meal as a family.  That’s not to say that we’ve never eaten together at the same time, but this evening all three members of our family had chicken, rice, and sweet potatoes (and two of us had avocado as well - can you guess who?).  When we took the high chair tray away it appeared that Anya ended up wearing more of it than she ate, but she had a great time feeding herself grown-up food, just like her mommy and her daddy.

…must come down. Even though we didn’t get home from our trip to visit Great-Grandma Shirley in Florida until after 10 pm this evening, we lowered the crib before putting Anya to sleep tonight. The day before we left, she pulled herself up to standing from a sitting position in her crib. Granted, she can’t sit herself up yet and she absolutely has not mastered pulling herself up, but while we were in Florida she started pushing up on her hands and knees (or really, her hands and feet) much better than she had been, and it’s better to be safe than sorry. I’m still really annoyed about the fact that the salesman at the furniture place where we go the crib was either an idiot or a liar - this crib definitely only has two mattress heights, not three. I also have no idea how it converts to a toddler bed, since the directions made no mention of how to do it. I may have to go back to the store and get some answers, hopefully from a different salesperson.