Scenes from our house.

"Alright Sissy, you need to get out of my toy box. Nothing of yours in here!"
"I've got important things to find." {Notice Henry the Hippo ready to pounce in the background ... they had been wresting earlier.}

Check out his new hiding place. He likes to hide his toys back there. I wonder how long until he figures out how to squeeze his body back there. Sigh.

Oh ya, and did I mention that someone at our house started walking! He's been taking steps here and there and tonight he was all over the place, across the room, down the hall. Big boy!

"What are you looking at? I know, I am pretty cute!"