A new trick!

Well, after sitting and crawling for the last month or so, Holden decided it was time to step it up a notch. About a week ago, around 5:30AM, Maneesh came running into our bedroom in shock, panting "OHMYGODHE'SSTANDINGINTHECRIB."
And since then, no (extremely low) surface is safe from an attempted scaling by The Wee Beige One.



"Jeez, Mommy--where are my pants?"



"This is my gym bunny look"



"No, seriously, WHERE ARE MY FREAKIN' PANTS??"



"I may be too little to see over the top of my crib,

but don't think I'm not watching you...heh, heh, heh..."