Climbing and Cruising

While talking on the phone with Jonathan's best friend Richard about his upcoming wedding, a train passed (as it often does) and Joseph and I retired to the stairs for climbing practice. The last time we had tried this he only got a step and a half up before deciding that he'd rather have his Mommy than glory and praise. This time, however, he was willing and ready to conquer the Great Mountain. We climbed eight or nine times before we had to wrap up our conversation. Joseph has also gotten more adept at cruising. Tonight, he was cruising along the edge of the couch (as long as the way was short and unobstructed) hunting for toys and shiny wrappers.