And He's Off...

It isn't enough that Griffin has discovered he can stand up in his crib. No, it surely isn't enough. He wants to make sure we all know he really, really, REALLY can get himself up and about on anything and everything in the house. I think he is slowly trying to drive me insane.

He can climb up to grab onto the kitchen chairs. He has also figured out how to cruise right along each chair. A great, death defying feat done with pure confidence and excitement. Never mind that ceramic tile floor threatening him from below. Concussion, what concussion?


And just for kicks, Griffin has figured out how to climb up onto and stand on his brother's furniture. I nearly screamed in abject horror the first time he showed me this little trick.


But, all in all, I am sure Griffin thinks his new skills are the bomb. He gets to freak his parents out, thrill his older brothers with his antics and net new toys previously hidden in the basement. What's not to love?