For babies, it seems that every day is an endless series of suicide missions. Lanie spends most of her free time rabidly pursuing different situations that would almost certainly result in her demise were there not older humans/hounds close by. Her ever increasing mobility makes keeping her safe a constant challenge. As quickly as one can thwart an attempt to eat a big rock she found somewhere, she is off to splash in the dog bowl. Kids really do love that water.


Between these missions, however, she is fun to have around. If there is something within her reach that looks like anything, she wants it. Thankfully, it seems that the urge to put everything directly into her mouth has subsided a bit. It is still there, but it looks like the eyes have kicked in as the dominant sense. A non-medically trained and biased well-wisher recently declared that she has 20/5 vision, or better. Or better.



Two tiny teeth are finally starting to poke through her bottom gum. It is nice to finally have some visual proof of tooth, as every fuss or fret since four months old has been attributed to teething. It's great to see her moving forward, but at 10 months old it already can make one nostalgic for the times when she couldn't draw blood with a simple nose-chomp.





Lanie has also developed quite an interest in politics. Here she is doing her best Lee Harvey Oswald. We're so proud.