Streaker!

Lately, I hate to have my diaper changed! Mom or dad puts me on that chaning table and I fuss, arch my back and try to roll. The other day, mom was trying to put a new diaper on me and simply gave up. So, out to the living room I crawled, found my walker and ran around the house. It was AWESOME! I screeched on the top of my lungs and ran from room to room. At one point I even tried to open the front door to show the whole world my new look, but I couldn't turn the handle, so I settled on standing in the front window and pounding on the glass.

Little did I know at first, mom had a camera to catch the action:

May 31, 2010