He's been climbing up on the kitchen chairs and then pulling stuff off the countertops.
He throws a bonafide fit, flinging himself backward when he doesn't get his own way.
He has figured out how to stand up in the high chair - time for a booster seat!
He actually pointed his finger at me, furrowed his eyebrows, and "baby-talked" a reprimand at me the other day when I told him no and tried to redirect him. I REALLY wish I had a picture of that!
And the funniest thing about it all is this face that he'll give us whenever we tell him no. This was the face I got tonight at dinner when I told him to stop throwing food off his tray. It's going to be a long year! :)
