Climbing Everest

I have been working on my large motor skills and climbing stairs. This is important because if I can go up stairs In our house we have three floors connected by two flights of carpeted stairs. I made it up one set at a time months ago. But only yesterday did I achieve the ultimate feat: I climbed "Mount Everest", going from the basement to the living room and on up all the way to the top floor! With mommy as my Tenzing Norge and spotting me all the way up, I just kept climbing until there was nothing left to climb. Aftewards, I felt exhausted but exhillarated by the experience. I plan another ascent as soon as my arms and legs recover from the ordeal.

Here is me and Skye in our "Not-a-box". They may look like boxes to unimaginitive adults out there, but we know that they are really space ships . . . or . . . race cars. . . or . . . tanks . . .or . . . motor boats. We love it when mommy and daddy push us around the smooth carpet upstairs. I keep asking for more until daddy falls over exhausted and mommy has to put the not-a-box away in the closet.
We recently cleaned my room to organize all my cool toys. I'm glad my puppies were there to help. Denali is really essential for my bedtime ritual. She always curls up at our feet and closes her eyes- reminding me that its time for sleep and I should be calm and not anxious. Thanks, 'Ali!