Now That He's Crawling

The toys have become a lot more spread out.

That stack of magazines has been moved.

Jake laughs at me calling after him to come back.

He likes to pick out some old music from among some of my albums, which have since also been moved, as he wanted to try to tear them apart.

He thought it was really funny.

He loves to stand at the table, even though nothing's left on it.
Also, see the chairs lying down across the opening to
the dining room/kitchen to try to contain him.

I used to think that it was hard to keep a glass table clean.