KJ is into EVERYTHING. He can open drawers and cabinets with ease and earlier in the week, I found him standing at the door, reaching for the knob. Ah! He will also fly up the stairs if I forget to put the gate up. I have to quietly and calmly run over to the stairs to get behind him because a seven step fall to ceramic tile would be a bad day. Walking is soon to come.
He is a talker too. Which is good for his mama, because he is the only one I have a personal, face-to-face conversation with on a daily basis! He says mama, dada, milk, bottle, dog and ball. Granted, the words aren't fully there, but I know what he is saying.
The most interesting development this month is KJ's new habit of screaming when he doesn't get what he wants. The little screams used to be cute until he decided that he would only do it when something is taken away or it is in public. I found that me yelling "Don't scream" back at him probably wasn't the best parenting technique. Ah, parenting...
