Just me and my boy, hard at work. As he comes into the office, you can hear him grunt as he labors at each step. (he is now big enough that he has to climb the stairs by himself rather than be carried or have help) Every day Stacey & Parker come to pick me up at my office, and everyday parker has to come and search through my folders, books, drawings and supplies. He is particularly fond of the rubberband ball that I keep hidden in one of my desk drawers. He runs to my desk, opens the drawers until he finds it (sometimes I move it around to keep him guessing) and then throws it to Emily or Roy, which ever one happens to be closer. He throws it, and throws it again and again. Sometimes he drops it behind his head on purpose just for the heck of it. Sometimes, it makes if hard to leave work.
