Stairway to Heaven

Isaac's new favorite thing is to climb the stairs.  And since we can't put up a gate (there's a window opposite the banister in our old creaky house), David and I have to be prepared to climb up the stairs--in spotter position-- approximately 11, 247 times a day.

Isaac especially likes to run for the stairs when he's being changed, as you can see by our half-naked boy here.

 He likes to celebrate on the landing with shrieks and screams of excitement.  And it's generally considered a wasted journey if he doesn't bring something with him--you'll notice in the photo he's clutching his favorite cuddly toy, a bag of wet wipes.

The last part of the journey is the most difficult and treacherous.  Luckily Daddy's there to catch him if necessary.

Look at the concentration--and confidence--on his face!  It's the face of a boy who's about to attack his mama and the camera.

P.S.  Is it just me or does it seem crazy that Isaac can climb the stairs before he can walk?