Getting Around (or The Busy Body)

I have finally achieved mobility, not quite crawling, but an army ranger-like drag that gets me where I need to go. I can also very effectively climb up to tables, tricycles, dishwashers, etc. Unfortunately, I don't know how to get down which tends to cause some problems.

By the way, make sure to take note of Max's pre-haircut coif. Mommy and Daddy seem to be letting a few things slip through the cracks . . .

Springtime In New York . . .

Daddy seems to have forgotten that we still have fun even if we are not in some far off place. There's never a dull moment in our lives . . .