My sisters swear that I was a very active toddler. I was constantly in motion and perpetually bruised from falls. Well, apparently Nate got my genes in this regard.
At home he's a whirlwind. He does what he wants until you stop him, and before you have time to clean up the mess he has moved on to the next thing. In school he's worse. We watch him on the web cam climbing tables, dumping out boxes and generally not doing what he's supposed to. Cindy and I regularly apologize to his teachers. Hopefully it's his age, and we'll laugh about all this when he's 3. Hopefully.
One of his favorite things right now is to walk behind, pat my back and say 'bag bag rad'. Piggy back rides. I run him from one side of the house to the other, and then do the same for his sister.
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