Woah
This boy is getting way too big for his britches. Yesterday as Nate and I were getting him ready for bed, he crawled over to his closet, climbed on top of his toy box, and used it as a step to get onto his shelf. With no help. And then he crawled back and forth on it over and over, staying as close to the edge as possible in order to take years off his flabbergasted parents' lives. And then he gracefully helped himself down. This was repeated at least three times and he didn't fall once.

P.S. He has a molar. And several more on the way. Yikes.

P.S. He has a molar. And several more on the way. Yikes.
Whoa, watch out Mr. Independent!
ReplyDeleteSo the boy is gonna be a CLIMBER!
ReplyDeleteHe will get along good in the
canyons with his ma & pa!
What a cutie!
luv gramma w8
i thought the same thing... he's a climber in the making!
ReplyDeletejust make sure he can read a topo map :)
ReplyDeleteI know exactly how you feel. We took the kids to the playground yesterday. The people that design playground equipment obviously do not have children. Averlin would climb to the very top and stick her face out of a gaping hole to say hello to me. I could literally feel my life being zapped from my body. Good luck. Avoid Playgrounds.
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