I was watching him play with Ke'ala's baby doll and he went in for the kill... no he was just giving the baby a kiss. Got to love the drooly, open mouth kisses. Yuck!
One day I heard him crying/whining. It was a different cry than usual. I ran into the room and saw him like this.
He's a climber, just like his older brother was. He climbs anything that he can get his hobbit feet on. But I don't know how in the world he got onto the table with the basketball in his hands. The look on his face was pure panic. It was so cute, the look that said, " Please, help me!! Pleeeease, help me! I don't know how I did this, but I'm never doing it again!!" And he never has. I think he knew he was farther up than he thought and if he took one small step in any direction, he'd fall hard. This kid was frozen in place. I'm surprised he stayed there for as long as he did. But of course, I had to take a picture before I helped him down. :)
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