No Safe Place

Can I just tell you all that this has been a crazy month. Crawling around gets you nowhere fast. I was so sick of going everywhere on my hands and knees. Everybody else here walks around I figured it was time I started standing on my own two legs. It took me a few bruised knees but I figured it out soon enough. And since I did I am free. The world looks a whole lot different from this perspective, so many new places to explore. I found this great hiding place under the sink. Mom and Dad were a couple of killjoys and wouldn't let me hang out for very long, but I'll go back when they're not looking.
Getting in was easy enough but I had a little trouble getting out. I kept bumping my head (darn tight quarters)

After mastering the the whole walking thing, it was on to the next step, literally. My house has three levels and I like to play on all three but stairs can be tricky. My friend Hunter taught me how to go up the stairs easy enough, but I've fallen down the stairs once and I wasn't looking forward to doing that again. These two crazy old people came and stayed with me for a few days and the very first day they were here they started dragging me down the stairs backwards. I figured if I didn't figure out how to go down the stairs they were going to kill me. Lucky for me as soon as I started doing it on my own the let me, no more getting dragged by my ankles. I am doing pretty good too, only fallen a couple of times (when no one was looking).

Speaking of those old folks, Mom and Dad said they are my grandma and grandpa Madsen. They hung out for a few days and played. The old man is a big chicken (check out the video below), cracked me up how easy he was to scare.

Here we got into a heated argument, I think I won.

Walker

He is no Texas Ranger, but nonetheless, Drostan is a walker. He has been teasing us for several weeks. As soon as he could crawl he would crawl over to anything he could and pull himself up on it. That soon progressed to pulling himself up and then letting go and standing there. Then he just kind of stopped there and was happy with that. Then he decided he could walk as long as he had something to hold onto. So Cassie and I went to Target (sorry Justin) and bought him a little walker. He loves it. He chases Dad and runs into the wall, great fun for little boys.

At times he has become quite the little chatterbox as well. You can see in the first video he jabbers quite proficiently. The second video is one of his first attempts at walking unassisted. He has been practicing all day and is doing even better now. However, our 81/2 year old camera is starting to show its age and may need to soon be replaced. Don't worry about the fall in the third video, no blood no foul, right? It actually looks worse than it really was.