Carter is following in the long tradition of his brother, and has become what I like to call a table-walker.
Both my kids from very young ages felt that my kitchen table was the place to be.
So they'd make their climb, and just hang out.
Sometimes they dance.
Sometimes they watch tv.
Sometimes they walk around precariously close to the edge.
Doesn't drive me nuts at all!
You little stinker!
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