Sophia standing up (holding onto toybasket). Every morning during playtime she whispers in my ear "Mommy, please teach me how to crawl and walk so I can play more with Trey." Whenever he goes to a different room today she squeals at the top of her lungs for him to come back. Last night she was sitting in the living room and he brought her a plastic jug of olive oil. He just dropped it off and left, but to her it was a treasure.