Dinner at our house

Tonight at dinner we were talking about someone who had a toilet shoot out sewer water and Mabel started to question the details of the incident.  After defining "sewer" and the like, Mabel made this proclamation:

"Toilets are for poop and pee....and heads."

Lordy. 

Motion

We officially have a crawler on our hands, people! Sam has been rolling, scooting backwards, and popping up on all fours for some time now.  On New Year's Day he finally popped up and moved his hand and one knee forward. Once. And then he collapsed. Since then he has been getting better, but as of Saturday morning he is full on crawling.  Perhaps he is a born overachiever (I hope not) but the same day he started pulling up on things. He also lets go and stands for a second before falling on his bum.

The party has started.