Jumping

During spring break, Eliana was in the backyard playing, when I heard, "Ow, I'm bleeding!" I went out there and asked her to come in, and she said a spider bit her. I didn't see any bleeding and just saw a small red mark right under her fingernail. I didn't think it looked much like a spider bite. But I went into the backyard with her and Kate said that Eliana had chased down and picked up a spider, and proceeded to show me the spider, who was now cowering in a bootbrush. It was a jumping spider, close to 3/4 of an inch long, and hairy! (Eliana: It's a baby tarantula!) Check these suckers out: http://www.fcps.edu/islandcreekes/ecology/daring_jumping_spider.htm
And my child pursued this thing and picked it up. Holy moly.

Speaking of jumping, it is Donovan's favorite thing to do. He loves his jumperoo and gives anyone who holds him an upper body workout by bouncing and bouncing - I tire before he does. He can stand next to the couch, holding on with both hands. The boy does not sit independently yet, however. Wackadoo.