Blocks

Until today, Andrew would destroy a tower of blocks. Someone stacked them up and as soon as Andrew noticed, he would crawl, scoot, or toddle over to knock them back down. Sometimes he'd let us stack six blocks, sometimes only two, before he'd slam his open hand into them and cause them to tumble over to the ground.

Today he built his first tower. It was three blocks high and the blocks sat somewhat angled on top of each other, but it was definitely a tower. I looked at Chris after watching Andrew carefully place the blocks one on top of the other and asked if he'd ever seen Andrew build a tower before. He said no.

Yay one year and one day old boy!