Our crawling-teething-squawking 7 month old is now a crawling-teething-squawking-pulling up 7 month old that climbs up two flights of stairs on his own. And if that were not enough to make me batty-- at naptime, this little monkey pulls up and protests his imprisonment by wailing over the edge of his crib. Wouldn't you know our sweet babe can't get back down, and consequently hollers until someone relieves him. What does all this amount to? Baby: fussing and mischief. Parent: exhaustion.
The boy does not stop or sit still, ever! And nothing seemed to please him today, except...
...blueberries!
Don't be misled by the excessive cuteness here. He knows how to work the camera!