And I won't say I told you so.

This morning, Ryan & I are hanging out downstairs while Abby is taking her nap.  I hear her wake up, but she is happily cooing and content, so I figure I can finish what I am doing real quick before I get her.  Ryan, however, has heard her too. 

"Abby waking up, I go upstairs, say good morning to her."

Okay, no problem, he is a great big brother and likes to do this.  I hear him walking in her room, followed by:

"Abby standing up in crib!" 

Say what?!?  the quick thinker I am, I say something along the lines of 'really?' as I rush to the halfway point of the stairs where I can look across the banister into her room.  I see her standing and being the wonderful mother I am, I dash back downstairs for the camera.  Unfortunately, Ryan updates the situation for me  ...

"Abby WAS standing.  Abby no standing in crib anymore."  Too slow, Mommy, too slow. 

So Ryan & I sit in Abby's room as she's hanging out in her crib.  And sure enough, in just a minute or two, she pulls herself all the way to standing and I've got my picture  :)