My boy has learned to climb overnight. It was inevitable. If I really think back, it was around this time when J started climbing like crazy. It is around this time that I really think to myself that I am grateful I had a boy first (rather than a girl) because I'm much better prepared for the rambunctiousness. I secretly really enjoy watching the mischief in his little eyes and the pride he feels when he gets to the top or falls "just the right way."
I LOVE having boys!!! They keep me on my toes...(cuz they sure aren't!) :)
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