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Willow Gekko takes a reach

Willow is getting greedy.
Or maybe she's just exploring the bounds of possibility.
No. She's getting greedy.
This morning during her second bottle, she tried to combine two of the things she loves most: She tried to drink her bottle AND play. At the same time. The two together.
Maybe some day she'll be able to do this, but today was not that day.
Normally she sits near-Indian-style on the floor drinking her bottle (this is the Daddy variation of bottle-taking; Mommy lets Willow sit in her lap for bottle time; this is my loss, I suppose, but I like to tackle a quick chores during that time without having little hands pulling on my pants leg). She usually sits there sucking on her bottle the whole time then quickly discards the bottle when its empty and pursues her play.
Not this morning. While she was tugging on the nipple, Willow got brave. She was next to her ExerSaucer, and she tried pulling up on it with her right hand while the bottle was in her left. This didn't go well. She lost her grip, first on the saucer, then on the bottle. She and bottle tumbled to the ground.
Undeterred, she tried again. Same result. She tried again. Same result. Then she gave up on that.
Next, she tried to crawl INTO the saucer while carrying her bottle. I've attached a picture. Again, this didn't go well. She kept dropping the bottle, and she couldn't pick it up because it kept sliding around the bottom of the saucer.
The tears started, and Daddy came to the rescue, pulling her and bottle from the saucer. I put her in my lap, and she finished her bottle.
Then back to the floor and back to the saucer. This time without the cumbersome bottle.
Willow's peal of laughter let me know the ExerSaucer was much more enjoyable this time.
I hope Willow's Gordon Gekko moment has passed.

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Willow is taking a nap now, resting up for a big morning and early afternoon at the park. Should be a wonderful day before the clouds and storms settle in over the area. I'm determined to beat them to the park.
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