Thursday, January 29, 2009

My Climber

Since Charlie was around 8 months old, he's been a climber. Step ladders, bunk bed ladders - just to name a couple. Here are the 'fruits of his labor' a few weeks ago:He even began to go over the top of it! Daddy to the rescue - Mommy's rescue, that is. Charlie could care less. Not a nervous bone in his body - although the picture does kind of reflect a bit of uncertainty.

I simply LOVE his expression in this picture!


Katherine T. Lauer said...

Brave boy! And opposite of my John!

Christine said...

Love that picture of him looking. Such a cutie pie!

regan said...

don't you just love the way boys can test you? it is almost like a how much do you love me test? he is looking at you so intently...with those big beautiful eyes.
i have 3 of those climbers, they still haven't stopped testing how fast my heart can beat. i would've liked just one to be mellow, like me.
thank goodness for my 1 girl!

Regina said...

how many times do i have to tell you? he is adorable

Laura The Crazy Mama said...

Maybe if he falls he'll land on those cheeks? No harm done.

Oy, I gotta pinch those things some day.