I'm not going to lie...

....last week was a long one. With the hubster out of town, baby boy cutting some awfully painful teeth, and neither of us getting *ANY* sleep, this little moment brought some much needed comic relief.

Yup, this kid is a climber. And we're talking of the Mt. Everest variety. Which is why no area of our three level, multi-staircase, 90 year old, incredibly difficult to baby proof house is not configured with some sort of gate or safety contraption...which ironically have (we think) caused the adults who live here more injury than they have actually probably prevented for the boy.

Our dining room chairs are *and I'm not joking folks* bungeed all together so he can't pull them out, stack them on top of each other, and swing himself from the lighting fixture. I know, sounds like I'm exaggerating doesn't it....I wish.

Again, last week was a long one. Glad to have the hub home.