Oh My....
The beast has become an independent little guy now. He is as mobile as I will ever be and about as communicative as any politician could aspire to. We just reached the "Hey, I can get out of this piece of crap (crawl out of the crib)" marker and I think I am getting a bit frazzled as to finding a 'safe' spot with the little guy. The crib was a place that I knew he was safe in - but that has changed faster than I had planned. WHen he wakes from his nap, he leaps out of the crib by swinging one leg over to hoist, and soars like a gymnast flawlessly. All this occurs before i can reach the top of the stairs. He swings the door open proudly with a, "Hi!" Adorable, proud, and frightening :)
The Finnster knows so many words, can articulate sentences, can name the planets (including the much missed 'Pluto'), can count to 20, knows all of his shapes, climbs up ladders and slides that reach above my head, and can disappear from my line of sight in under 4 seconds. The days leave me exhausted and exhilarated simultaneously. He is a smart little man... bordering on scary smart.
Love the little guy! Here a few pics:
