Yesterday I was watching Carson play with a toy he gotten for his birthday... it's a Musical, pop dinosaur, when you put the balls in it the belly they pop up and down and then eventually go down the Dino's open mouth... This what I found in there... a stacking peg and a CD case along with the many ball jumping around. He was so proud of himself.
Then later when we were in the office I found Tiny "loving" Lucy. That dog has the patience of Job with that little guy.
This morning Tiny, who isn't so Tiny anymore and is walking with the aid of furniture crawled into the kitchen where I was by the dishwasher, he pulled himself up with the aid of my pant leg and he reached as far as he could and was able to turn on the dishwasher! Maybe he thought daddy hadn't run it last night, or he just wanted to see if he could make it turn, either way he was successful. Now the dishes are extra clean.
(Wish I had a picture of that one, but I couldn't move as Tiny was underfoot)
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