When grandma Dino was here helping hubs and I during the tummy bug, she was letting him roam free. And I went upstairs to puke, sorry, and he followed. Yup, big guy crawled right up the stairs carrying some mail he had found on the stairs. A coupon for a free can of tuna. Such a thoughtful son. Apparently, climbing the stairs is just vertical crawling. Awesome job, big guy!
And in a funny reversal of sorts, he'll climb the stairs for me, but not for hubs. When hubs is with us, he stops on the third step and finds one of the posts that connects the banister to the stairs and starts turning it- it makes a funny squeaking noise. ANd he could stand there forever. He is just such a joyful little dude!
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