adrenaline rush

Nate is turning into a pint sized adrenaline junkie. He's still climbing on things and, since he can't actually jump yet, inching himself forward until he falls off the edge. Tonight he upped the game by doing this on a (child-sized) rocking chair. Don't be surprised if the next time I see you my hair is entirely grey.














We saw our soon-to-be-not-pregnant friend Amy tonight and Nate pointed at her belly and said "ball."