Noah the Climber

Noah
Noah is a little boy. While I don't remember me being a little boy and what that was like. I now understand why my parents took to drinking so heavily. (that was a joke. my parents don't drink...alcohol. However my mom has been known to knock back a keg of sweet tea now and again).
Noah is into everything. Not only into everything, but onto everything as well....
He has learned how to climb up into to his changing table. It will be quiet in his room and then we will hear him yelling. We go in and lo and behold Noah is on the changing table and wants us to get him down. 5 minutes later....same thing again and again and again.

He's learned how to climb up on the toilet so he can flush it, not because he can actually use the toilet, but just so he can feel and hear the sound of rushing water under his feet.

He's learned how to climb up the back of the loveseat, hop up on the back of it, and ride it like bull....until it throws him off onto his head.

And he is learning how to get his hands on the counter top in the kitchen and walk up the cabinet doors, which means soon he will have figured out some way, some how to get himself up on the counter top.

On a different note, Noah has stopped using most of his vocab. Everything is now MAMA!!!! at the top of his lungs. Me. B. the plate of food he is wanting. the guy half way down the street. It doesn't matter. I guess he thinks that if he just yells MAMA long and loud enough we will eventually figure out what he is saying. I think we should all follow Noah's lead and just choose our favorite word and only use it and yell it when we want or need something....