February 2008 Archives

As previously promised, some pictures of our climbing boy.

Climbing up on a chair so that he can reach and play with the deadbolt. The irony being that I used to love to play with locks myself, just like him.

Little devil.

An ingenious little devil though. Notice how the dishwasher door is open so that he can use it as a step up to the top.

Proud as can be. We're not so brave (or stupid) as to let him climb up on top of the fridge though.

Evan is babbling away these days. He really thinks he's saying something, as he looks at you expectantly after finishing a "sentence." About the only things we can understand him saying are "Mama" and "Dada." And yet, these do not mean what you think they are. Just now after dinner, Evan was reaching for his sweet potato puffs, saying "Mama, mama, mama." Interpretation: "I want, I want, I want." Then, he pulled down the plastic bins in which we store toys, climbed up on one and said, "Dada, dada, dada." Interpretation: "I'm doing something dangerous! Look at me!"
Then he fell off, and cried. No interpretation necessary.