I don't know if it's because he's a boy, he's the second child, or because I've forgotten what Megan was like 2 years ago, but I feel like Dane is CRAZY and way busier than Megan was at his age. Maybe it's a combination of all three, or the fact that I am rapidly approaching the big 3-0, but that little guy wears me out by the end of the day. (It also probably doesn't help that he has an older sister that teaches him some of this crazy behavior.) Between the hours of 5PM and 7PM are the longest and it's then that I am most grateful that he goes to bed at 7PM. Seriously, this kid is into everything. His favorite place right now is the pantry. If the door isn't closed all the way, you can bet he's in there getting into something "fun".
He is also very fond of stealing my water jug and running/spilling it all over the house. I can't take a drink of it without him whining and grunting for it too.
{Notice the smirk behind the straw?!}
Good thing he's so cute. It's his saving grace most days. I've even started him on the "naughty stair" already. It's times when he looks like this though...
when I kind of forget all the trouble he gets into during the waking hours of the day, and all I want to do is kiss on his chubby little cheeks and rock him in my arms.
