It’s begun

I'm on the cusp of my life changing yet again. Soon to be gone are my carefree days of opening my drawers with ease or walking up and down my stairs without having to wrestle a baby gate. Evan has begun to explore, and what a Magellan he is.

He's certainly not walking, but Evan is mobile. I just haven't figured out how. He may teleport, he may fly, he may bend the space-time continuum. I don't know how he does it. All I know is I put him down, turn my back for a second, and he's moved three feet.

This morning I left him alone for one minute, no more, by the time I came back, he had moved from the bedroom floor to the bathroom floor, opened up the bottom drawer and pulled out my curlers. When I walked into the room, he turned around and held up what he had found, as if to say, "Hey, did you know these were in here?" He was so proud of himself.