Thankfully my little miss independent was feeling a little flexible with me this particular morning. She allowed me to snap a few sitting pics, although mini-smiles came at a hefty cost of some serious monkey "hoo-haa-haa-ing" and jumping around, and talking like a raging idiot. You're welcome for the visual.
We even had a very nice lady come along and snap a picture of the two of us, as she saw me holding my child in one arm (who was refusing to touch the ground) and awkwardly trying to set up the auto timer in the other.
Hard to believe one short year ago, our little pumpkin was small enough to be shoved inside a big empty gourd.
My last attempt at the "frolicking". This was her frolicking right back to me after I put her down.