She was up early this morning. She wasn't crying. She was talking. And yelling. But not crying. She wanted me to know she was up and she wanted me to get up. I heard her. I also heard this soft banging. I didn't know what it was. So I went in her room to find out what the banging was. She had spun herself around 90 degrees so that she was kicking the bars of the crib.
Yesterday she laughed, today she spins!