Liam has become our little climber. He has mastered climbing onto his toy box, and is currently trying to get into his crib from it. This means I'll hear yelling from his room because he is frustrated and wants some help...which he only gets from dad, because I don't want to spend my day getting him in and out of his crib.
He loves getting on the coffee table and twirling, I love it too... His latest feat is that he can climb into the rocking chair in his room, he then yells for me because he wants me to push the rocking chair, seems slightly similar to the swing in the backyard only I don't put him there. He is frustrated because he can't get up on the couch, our bed, or his dresser yet. Needless to say he keeps us busy.
He is so proud of himself.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
He climbs.
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Oh my goodness! He is so big! Why do I remember hearing stories like this about Lindsey?
(This is Betsy, not Dallin.)
Okay, he doesn't even look like he did the last time I saw him. What happened since July? He grew a foot or two. The climbing reminded me of one of his relatives --- Alyson. She was like a monkey when she was little. On the ground less than on a table or counter.
Do you think he will teach Jack to twirl on the table? Or maybe they will have a twirl off. Can't wait to see him!!! (and you and Tom of course)
Can't wait to see him--and you and Tom--of course. I love the look he has when he has done something wonderful.
Okay so when did he all of the sudden turn into a boy. He's not a little baby anymore. Wow, time flies.
King of the Table!
He is a handsome little dude. I love the balloon festival pictures. I bet it was kind of intimidating. And your pumpkin carving is a result of some serious Peck Halloween parties. Climbers wear you out so good luck!
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