let the fun begin

Remember this post? Oh, how I dreaded the days when I knew I'd be waking up and holding a baby all. day. long. Don't get me wrong, I love holding the little stinker, but my arms and back were saying otherwise. Scoot forward to the day he learned how to crawl and BAM. No more fussy, hold-me-right-now-or-I'll-die baby. In fact, he'd rather do his own baby stuff and ditch mom. What a difference! I can clean the house sometimes, I can get on the computer, do my hair, get dressed in clothes instead of pajamas...it's awesome. Some would say I was privileged NOT to do those things everyday. But no my friends. It's time I shave my legs and put on some makeup because I'm BACK!

However, there are some downsides to all this new found freedom. You see, I have a ten month old monkey now, not just a baby. I could usually find him right at my feet trying so desperately to climb up my leg or pull down whatever it is I'm holding. Now I just see this:

or this:

and if I'm really lucky, I get the honors of seeing my sweet little boy doing this:

Mommy is so proud. So proud, that I took pictures AND video before tossing him into the tub, and gagging for 3 minutes straight.

Daddy - please leave the toilet seat down next time, ok? ok.