Just for her "annual" this time, no triple chocolate cookie overdoses or torn ACL's. Noah grabbed her leash to walk her around the room.
He is mimicing all kinds of sounds and actions. He's really close to figuring out how to turn our automatic trash can on when we try to keep him from playing with it. He really likes to help me turn the lights on and off, puts lids on and off jars, and he climbed over a big 10inch high wooden box. I grabbed him right before he got to the other side of it, but both his feet were standing on the box lid. Little monkey.