Let the trouble begin......

So here we are, walking at 9 months old. Luckily he's a tough cookie, because he gets injured weekly and I foresee an extremely exhausting summer in my future. Oh, and today when I went to make his bottle for nap time, I came back in the living room only to find Beckett at the TOP OF THE STAIRS!!! We have 16 stairs and a curved staircase and it would have been ugly if he would have fallen before I got to him. Wow, I'm tired just writing this, so off to bed!