Busy, busy boy

Oh my! That little Dylan kid is just a terror! He has me on my toes at all times. There is nothing stopping my fearless child. It is only moments before he is running all through my house and having his hands in everything! Dylan has been army crawling for awhile now and that is not enough. He is now trying to climb EVERYTHING. He climbs up me, the couches, their humidifier, and now his new favorite, his exercise/play thing. He has been unsuccessful in getting to his feet (he'd pull up and make his back into a big "C" because he couldn't get his knees under him) when he'd try to stand but that is no more. Yesterday we learned how to not only get our knees below us but up to our feet. He pulls himself up on his play thing and will play with the toys for awhile and then Ka-Boom, we fall over. He fell into the toys, into the base of the play thing, into the wall, you name it, he hit it! Because Dylan has my coloring, I'm sure throughout his toddler years he will be covered with bruises. Here goes nothing. There is no turning back at this point. Dylan is on the move and nothing is going to get in his way. He can crawl over it, you see! What a turkey.