It's hard to believe that my little man is already 17 months old.
He is the happiest when he is eating, in the bath, or outside.
He adores his sister and does everything she does (or at least tries to).
I love to hear him giggle and he has the most adorable smile ever!
He loves to crawl on everything. He has even learned to crawl up on the swingset/playhouse which has a tall ladder on it.
He also still cuddles, wants to be held and climbs up in my lap whenever possible.
Unfortunately this is what happens when he stands on the dining room chair, rocks it back and forth and then falls. He hit his head against the granite countertop and then the floor. I was in such a panic that I was ready to take him to the ER. I called Jeff's office, had him pulled out of a room and he talked me down. In fact he laughed and said something like, "Calm down. It's just the first of many." And of course he went back over as soon as possible and climbed up in another dining room chair.
I love my cuddly, daring boy!