Don't Put All Your Everetts in One Basket

As most of you know, I have taken to calling my son "Dennis the Menace" lately. His curiosity combined with his indestructibility have created many a hectic day for Mommy. Though he learned to clap in March, he has recently rediscovered it and does it constantly. He even says "Yay!" every now and then. I put him down for a nap and when I came to check on him later, I found him sitting up in his crib clapping and smiling. Clearly the boy likes to celebrate!

And he is starting to wave. It is quite possibly the sweetest thing I have ever seen. It's a bit sideways, but it is a legitimate wave. And that gets a "Hi!" every now and then. No other real words, just lots of DADADADADADA. But when we ask, "Where is Daddy or Mommy or Zoe or Ball?" he turns and looks at whatever we asked about. Smart as a whip!

These pictures are from a morning when out of nowhere, Everett crawled over to a basket I have in the family room filled with bibs, burp cloths, and diapers and just climbed in. Nothing gets in his way!