Will decided last night that he was going to start trying to climb out of his crib. He fought bedtime, and we went in twice and he was balancing on the side rail. Then, today I was in the kitchen making something, and Ella said, "Mom, did Will get out of his crib by himself?" As I said, "What?" I turned and saw the little man standing right next to me. I couldn't believe it, but we knew it was time. So, Brian changed the crib this afternoon. He looks happy here, but it's been a battle getting him to bed.
Being his normal silly self!
For dinner we were invited across the street. We had lots of fun but a little too much Scotch and Wine!
The Princesses
BUSTED!
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