I feel a little sad to look at my baby and realize he isn't much of a baby any more. Yes he still depends on me. But he is getting more and more independent. The other day we were getting ready to go and I asked him if he wanted to go by by. I then proceeded to take him in his room to get him ready. He thought I was putting him to bed and started to cry gogo bbb. He loves to crawl and climb. He thinks its so funny to be able to grab what ever Alison and Porter have put on the couch to get out of his reach. He also has very long arms and can reach just about anything on the couch when he stands up. We always forget about his long arms and often find his food, sippie, and other odds and ends on the floor. I call him my little Vacuum cleaner. It doesn't mater how clean the floor is he will find something he shouldn't have. Sleep has finally made its way back into our nights. Kynaston will go form 7 or 8 pm tell anywhere from 4 to 6 am, eat and go back to bed for 2 or 3 hours. Naps are another story but with nights like his its okay to not nap so great.
Kynaston learned a little about gravity yesterday. He tried his luck at falling down grandmas stairs. Mom says she caught him at step 4 and that he was laying perfectly for a good roll down a hill. I think he was just trying to get to his sister. He just adoors her, and is always so excited to see her.