Ever since I found out about the joys of standing up, I've been wanting to pull myself up. Always.
Even when I'm in my playpen, I try to grab hold of the sides to pull myself up. Which of course might lead to dire consequences, said Daddy & Mummy.
So to prevent me from flipping over and falling out of the playpen, Daddy & Mummy had lowered the playpen sitting area, so that I can be alone in a confined space.
So sian right? Machiam like a caged animal like that...haiz...
Initially, I was still okay with it...but after a while, I was begging (actually, more like crying) to be let out... :P