Monday, April 06, 2009
Sammy gets into these hyped up moods when he just . doesn't . stop .
He's into everything all at once, pulling containers out of the cabinets, crawling bulldozer style over Zack's train layouts, pushing anything he can around the floor. He's bending the books backwards and launching himself backwards out of my arms. He's pulling his socks off and trying to find something to eat off the floor (but he can't, because my floor is always immaculate, right??). All at once. Zack follows him around hollering. Sometimes I think it's that hyper stage before they crash that we call "crazy-baby". Sometimes I call him Trouble, and sometimes Tricky Baby. But mostly I figure it's not doing any harm.
But do you see that little grin? He knows exactly what he's doing, doesn't he?