I kept hearing WEE and WOW coming from the dining room. When I went in, this is what I found: He would slide on the table cloth and say, "weeeee". Then spin the chandelier and say, "Wow!". I no longer feel guilty about sticking him in the playpen (aka: cage) and it seems this phase has passed since Dad caught him standing on the table on top of the laptop.
Anyone want to baby-sit??
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