My tiniest pal, who is not so tiny is just begging for stitches.  Fingers crossed and knock on wood, we have never had stitches in our house.  Abbott has zero fear, especially of heights.  He thinks he is King Kong and his high chair is a giant black building.  He has tumbled down the hardwood stairs and rolled off the bed onto hardwood floor more than I care to recount.  You seriously cannot turn your back for a second or he is off…..or up…..or out.

This little turkey can worm his way out of high chair in about 2.2 seconds flat.    The best part is the look he gives me after he does it.  “Yeah, I did it Mom.  What are you gonna do about it?”

On a side note, where are his pants?  Why are my pals always half dressed?  Can anyone answer this?  My boys in particular DO NOT like pants.  The best part is that the other day I came downstairs and Abbott had his pants off – just diaper.

“Where are your brother’s pants?!?”   L.A. – “I took them off because boys don’t wear pants.  He needs giant underwear too instead of those diapers.”  Well hell might freeze over before I put my 1 year old in a giant pair of underwear.   Cleaning is most certainly not my strong suit and I know what a one year old in underwear would do.  Poop slithering out of giant leg holes on Batman underwear is not in my future.  Give me at least a couple weeks, I mean years to come to grips with this!

Before he poops out the side of his brothers giant underwear, he needs to see what is going on outside.  He is VERY curious and simply cannot miss out on anything.  If he hears something he thinks he might be missing out on, he puts his head down and crawls as fast as he can to get there…..He is usually relieved to find out I am just folding laundry but God forbid I load the dishwasher w/o him.  Holy hell.  That is like his dream appliance.  His eyes light up and he gets an extra pep in his crawl when he sees that thing come down.  He lifts his weight up on that thing and surveys that dishwasher like he is going to give it a total redo.  Those giant peepers go back and forth, back and forth, before settling on…….the sharpest thing the little guy can find.  ALWAYS.  “Here mommy, I grabbed this giant jitsu knife that you put in the way back and I found it is 2.3 seconds.”

Yama Mama.

He wanted to look out the window the other day and needed a boost…..just a tiny boost.  The boost about the size of a wheel.

Then after he gets done with his daredevil ways, he likes to chill out…….

Chill WAY out with his bottle.  Just make sure he has a pillow.