Gone are moments of a mother's rest...

Hunter has learned to climb. Everything. I can't take my eye off him for a second. I'm chasing him around constantly. Ben and I can no longer stash our stuff on the back of the chair and the couch, b/c Hunter can climb up and get it. He sits on top of the kids' table in the kitchen. He has fallen off the chair, the table, and the couch so far. No injuries yet, he must be made of steal? He's wild. Cute, but wild. I had forgotten how rough this stage is. For Hunter, there are no toys as cool as a large objects to scale.

In this picture he's standing on the back of the sofa. Yup. Scary.