This is getting scary...

The lil munchkin finally did it. I'm sure this child is bent on causing me a premature, painful decline in health of some form or another. He just keeps growing up too fast for me. From holding up his own head at just 2 weeks old (I kid you not) to rolling over at 5 weeks and walking along the furniture at 6 months, I mean, a mother needs some time to adjust! Anyway, all of this stems from his decision today to climb up onto the lounge suite unaided. Yes, 11 months old yesterday and he is officially a climber {sob}. And of course, once he did it the first time, it was learned and thus I have spent my afternoon wrestling him down so he doesn't fall or touch things previously (and purposefully) out of his reach. And here I was in blissful ignorance that I would find myself with slightly more time in the day to breath as he got older. Oh, how naive I was...