Stair stepper

Because Cohen didn’t think he had us on our toes enough already, he decided it was time to climb the stairs.  This happened 2 weekends ago – the day we decorated for Christmas and did other odd jobs around the house for like 15 hour straight.  We were decorating the basement and Tim ran upstairs for something…but when he comes back down the stairs he calls me over…our kid is THREE STAIRS UP!!!  Could have been worse, of course, but still it created a whole other obstacle for us.  This was the case the rest of that night, as well as Thanksgiving, since that’s where we ate/hung out…

Luckily we don’t spend a super large amount of time in the basement, so it really doesn’t affect us too much, but either way, it’s still another sign that our baby isn’t much of a baby anymore…cue tears from Mamacita here…

So here he is – climbing the basement stairs for the first time.  Little stinker.  Oh and nevermind my creepy appearance – for some reason I have this weird pony tail ‘do that reminds me of those Jewish folk that wear those braided long sideburns.  haha.  It had been an incredibly long day…

xo,

Madison

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