Look at me, Mommy!

I'm hearing that phrase more and more, and sometimes I hold my breath as I turn around and find my son, oh, standing on top of a chair, or, maybe, making a "bridge" with his body between the sofa and coffee table, or (this was yesterday's adventure) pouring dishwasher detergent on the floor. Exploring boundaries is a nice way of putting it. It's like Will has a continual dose of truth serum in his system, he always admits to what he does and never tries to cover it up. . . .yet. And look at my brave boy here, getting so tall and climbing that rock wall like a pro! Growing and changing every day.