Yep, he climbed up on my kitchen table and just stared at me.
He loves to climb up to the top of the swing set.
When he first came home he could hardly walk 10 steps without falling. He loves to be outside and is typically unhappy when we go in for the night. He still sleeps through the night but will not go down for me. I rock him for a bit and then John comes in and puts him down. He refuses to stay in the bed for me. Trust me, it isn't for lack of trying. I have tried for hours at a time but the second I walk out he is screaming. He can be sound asleep and I put him down and he is up. When John puts him down he just rolls over and that is that. I don't get it! He is trying to say more words and understands what is being said to him. Most things are in a sing song tone at this point. He tries to say please, all done, more, and simple phrases. One huge thing he just recently said was, "Mama!!" He was upset and when I picked him up he patted my back and said Mama. That has happened twice. The rest of the time I am Olga. Oh well! Baby steps!! I feel like he is changing daily! He is quickly growing and turning into more of a little boy.