SteelyKid's day care is closed today and tomorrow for a Jewish holiday (happy (?) Shavuot to those who celebrate it), so she's home all day for the next two. Of course, Kate and I are both crazy busy, so my parents are coming up to watch SteelyKid today while we're off at work. We really had to twist their arms to get them to agree to spend a whole day with the cutest baby in the universe...
Anyway, in honor of that, here's some bonus baby video of SteelyKid playing one of her favorite games with Grandpa:
It's less elaborate than a lot of her favorite games, but really, anything where she gets to bounce up and down is a hit. Odds are pretty good that they'll be doing a whole bunch of this today.
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