Sam's mischief begins

Sam loves to knock down my dvds. He knocks them down constantly. so much that I won't pick them up immediately. This week he knocked a whole bunch down and I just ignored it for several days. I didn't pick them up until the missionaries were coming over on Wednesday night--like 45 minutes before they came. When they got here, the dvds were knocked down. ergh. silly baby.

Brent was getting Sam a cup of milk the other day and got frustrated that there was a full sippy cup of milk in the drawer with the empty cups. He starts calling for Jackson to get on to him. No sweetie. That's sam. He likes to put his cup of milk away with the other cups.

So yesterday I was really sick. fever. throwing up. sick. I was laying on the couch when I could hear sam crawling up the stairs. He does that a lot now when we leave the gate open. I followed him up the stairs just to make sure he didn't hurt himself then lay on the top step like a slug. Sam continued crawling to the bonus room playing with toys. Jackson doesn't like playing alone with toys. I love that Sam does. I'm sure it has something to do with pecking order. It was cute.