It’s the hands that kill me

Marlo is now very enchanted with the idea of sitting up and spends almost every waking moment trying to maneuver her body into that position. Which can at times be very amusing because she doesn’t yet possess the muscle strength to remain that way, and oops! Face plant! (Gentle face plant, I assure you, we are always there to catch her, or at least Coco is when we’ve put her in charge.)