We were up at the FCC (Froerer Family Compound) today for Father's Day, when suddenly, out of nowhere, Sabrina stood up. By herself. I looked over and there she was, solid as can be, waving and making baby noises. I, of course, started shrieking, "She's standing! Look, she's standing all by herself!" and other, less intelligible phrases. Everyone looked politely for a moment, and then went back to what they were doing. Sigh. When you're the 16th of 17 (soon to be 20) grandchildren, standing up is just not that big a deal. I wish Karen or Cheri had been there, because they would have given Sabrina the kudos she deserved!
Today was also, besides the Vernal Equinox, Father's Day and Sabrina's First Standing Day, our second anniversary. We decided to put off celebrating until next weekend, since this weekend we have Spencer, and let's face it, an 8-year-old is not conducive to anniversary games. You know, like Star Wars video games and strip poker. Good times had by all.