This is JB's attempt to keep Benaiah, who is all over the place now, in his lap.
Benaiah has made it his goal in life to go head first down the carpeted stairs leading to the basement. We have a gate up now every time he is crawling around. I recently found him 2-3 steps up the wooden stairs going to the second floor. The problem...the only way he knows to get down at this point is by falling. I think I will have to gate off the hallway area with the wooden stairs until he has more practice going up (and down, without falling) on the carpeted stairs...although still shocking and painful, a much softer landing than wood.
We didn't do the gate thing with JB and Gloria because they discovered the falling down the stairs thing accidentally on their own. After that, they stayed away from the stairs. However, in Virginia we did not have wooden stairs. Thankfully, the carpeted stairs they tumbled down in VA were not full staircases, but turned around corners so they were broken up, like our current house. Full, wooden staircases are the scariest, especially when their at the top with an adventurous look on their face.
Here is JB in his "stair phase", but here he was already a year old and an "expert" at stair climbing and descending.
"You mean you want me to pet the bunny, Gramma Shell?"
Benny thinking: How do I go about doing this?
Oh, perfect little handles on the top of his head!
Or maybe I just take the whole-hand approach...
"I want the bunny!"
JB and Gloria picked out their own flannel fabric and Gramma Shell made them all PJs! I picked out the flannel for Benaiah's. JB and the Technicolor Dream....Pajamas?
Here we bribed Benaiah to stay on the couch by offering him a glow stick to chew on.
Here's Benaiah about to flee...Look out Zephyr!
Climbing trees
On her look-out post...I mean, stump
My little sunflower...actually, I usually call her my morning glory, but in this case, she's a sunflower farm girl.
All three playing in or around the sandbox.
Benaiah, how does it feel to have the same hair-do (sticky-upy) as Zephyr ? They both get around on all fours and both eat gross things sometimes...hopefully Benaiah won't have an identity crisis. Zephyr thinks she's one of us though...
Contemplative...it feels like a stick, it looks like a stick, and it tastes like a stick...it must be a...stick!
Watching Daddy shoot his bow in the backyard...man, we're going to miss having this big back yard!
This is JB's attempt to keep Benaiah, who is all over the place now, in his lap.
Here is JB in his "stair phase", but here he was already a year old and an "expert" at stair climbing and descending.
Benaiah is interested in his friend's hair. She seems to be taking it very well....
Lined up on a winter's day to read a book. I just had to take a picture of this line-up with our friends who come to play almost weekly.
Benaiah is trying to escape the hard way...there's a door going to the outside just beyond him. He did manage to drop my watch out the window.
