So I leave my one year old son ( turned one on Thursday) in the living room with my daughter while I run upstairs to use the washroom. Not unusual event, as I've done it a million times before he started walking and climbing.
I sat him on the couch as he can now walk well alone and knows how to get down from furniture without hurting himself, and where do I find him when I get back downstairs?
SURFING THE COFFEE TABLE like he's in the ocean! with a huge grin on his face, laughing along with his sister, who's 5 and cheering him on!
never boring... never
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