Ornery.

This little boy is into everything. I think we have our work cut out for us. He’s still not walking, but that doesn’t slow Graham down. He can move faster on four than I can on two!
Whenever somebody has gone downstairs, he stands at the gate and yells at them. Contrary to how this photo looks, he cannot open the latch! I tell him no whenever I catch him (except when I need to get a photo, of course).
Recently, I walked into my bedroom to find this:

He had pulled out and unfolded every t-shirt I own. Plus a few of Dad’s socks that he managed to squeeze out. He was pretty tickled with himself…now he just needs to learn how to fold.

And to eat with a fork.
I probably shouldn’t hold my breath.