

Scott often calls me into the other room by saying, "Natalie's getting into trouble!" I usually come in the room to find Natalie standing on something...a chair, an end table, a toy tub, etc. This line isn't as worrisome to me as it once was. Natalie getting into "trouble" is becoming more of the norm. Scott's picked up on this, so today, he upped the ante.
This evening, I heard, "Natalie and I are finding choking hazards!" I'm still not sure what he was referring to, but it did work at getting me into the room at a much faster speed than normal. Oh brother!


Jon and Scott spent a hour or so putting together a train set that Jon had from his childhood. (I'm not sure who had more fun.)

Natalie pulled out her hair tie, threw on a hat, climbed in the chair, and was oh-so-proud of her new look. Where's Natalie?!

Already 17 months old!