Most mornings when it's time for Brock to get up, I just go and immediately get him out of the bed to feed him. But last Saturday morning he was in a particularly good mood, smiling and talking, so I thought I'd play with him for a few minutes first. I sat him up in his crib to talk to him and play peek-a-boo and he slowly scooted himself to the crib rail and wiggled his feet through, peeking over the rail. I thought it would make some pretty cute pictures so I grabbed my camera and this is what I ended up with.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEishNiFppNhzQwy6Dg6Q7CHzuLkI6Tx-ORxNQIkgy-rVI5XMOoxwFKCy6qUOv46V-YK6_SrpFESRzFJDDIx81E4xK-dBcC2Aw687wnzoeofk5XtCI2PYzLFOQQI8CVEkAA7m7wTl89k7BA/s320/baby+004.jpg) |
ROAARRR! |
It's probably about time to move the bed down to the lower level. Who knows when he'll be able to pull himself up to this position?
Adorable!
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