My Mom tells me that my fourth born is just like me in one specific way: he climbs on any and everything he can possibly get to before I can get to him. I can remember two pictures of me as a toddler which prove her point. In one I am standing on the first shelf inside the refrigerator and in the other one I have managed to climb on top of the table (or maybe it was a piano, mom you can correct me) "conducting" or singing to anyone available to listen. And with that I present to you the many ways which I have found my dear Brenton as he has become more mobile.

Helping me do the dishes.

One of his favorite places is on the top bunk in the girls' room. I really have to watch him there.


As you can see, he really likes climbing into the back of this truck and hangin' out.