The other night Darrin was preparing a nighty-night bottle for Max while I got Max into his PJ's and washed my face. Once the PJ's were on, Max no longer wanted to hang out with mom, he wanted his "ba-ba" and made a beeline for the kitchen. Dad wisely put the bottle on the counter out of a certain toddler's reach.
I see a flash of Max run past the bathroom into his bedroom, see another flash of Max running out of his bedroom with something. A short pause... And then I hear Darrin say, "What are you doing?" to Max. I hear my darling son answer back, "ba-ba."
Max ran into his room to get the little stool he uses to get into and out of his bed. He brought it out to the kitchen, set it down next to the counter and hopped up to get his bottle.
I can only imagine what adventures we are in for in the future.
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