Wyatt is very independent, and...an acrobat. For having such short legs he can get himself to some pretty high heights. This afternoon I was putting away clothes in his room while he played in the living room, when I heard a loud crash that was undoubtedly glass shattering. I dash in to the living room to see Wyatt standing on the arm of the bench in our living room. Proud as can be of himself for getting up there obviously. I peer over the ledge that separates the dining room from the living room and see the remnants of the picture frame that used to occupy that ledge. I was a little mad at Wyatt but he had such a look of accomplishment on his face that it was hard to stay mad. I guess that bench will be finding a new home elsewhere in the house.
Friday, November 20, 2009
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