Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming...

...and, that's exactly what Foster has been doing over the past few months (as it turns out, Dory is a lot smarter than we give her credit for...).  Swimming. Crawling. Walking. RUNNING. While he had a late start in the crawling and walking departments, he's more than made up for it (and added to it) in enthusiasm. We were lucky enough to get his first steps on video:

And, since then, he's taken the entire house (and dog) by storm.  He's added professional pool floating to his list of favorite activities, and is looking forward to next summer's swimming season.

He's also found a new list of favorite things to do that we're not arguing with one little bit. At the top of the list, you can find wiping down the wood floors with baby wipes, polishing windows, and helping his dad sweep out the garage.

While he's not cleaning, floating, and charging around the house, he's keeping a busy morning schedule every day while he shares his time between the two Genesis nurseries. He works hard, so he has to even things out by playing hard...and apparently not following directions, because I'm pretty sure the reason he's smiling is because someone was telling him NOT to stand in his chair...

(Side note : I realize that I was counter-acting the discipline that the wonderful Felicia was trying to instill on him by laughing and taking a picture.)

Other than that, our days have become pretty routine - we do, however, fit in a little time to enjoy the great weather we've been lucky enough to have for so long, have a lot of fun with dad, and to channel our inner Jack Jack at any given time.