Stair Master

There is no staircase he won't climb. It's the getting back down that poses the problem, so for now he will have to be content with only going up. He even climbed up on the two step stool in the bathroom today. He wasn't quite sure what to do at the top, and when he made moves to climb on the toilet, I put an end to his adventure. I know, I'm a kill-joy. That's what Mommy's are for, right?


There's really no better reward at the end of a hard climb
than a big old smooch from your doggy.

The posting of this blog was interrupted when Brenna said, "Mommy, you've got to come see this!" I went into the front room and Austin was half way up the big staircase. Oh boy, here we go.