Growing Up

Guess who can walk down the stairs? And I mean, WALK, like, upright on his feet, not either scooting down on his butt or flying down them on his belly. He just started doing it yesterday, and I know that because Aaric told me he did it, but I didn't see. I just saw it today, though. And whenever the big kids ask me to turn the radio up or down in the van, and it displeases him, I hear, "I yont yike it!!" And, he voluntarily went to the potty and pooped in it this morning. And, I'm pretty sure that last night when I told him to stop jumping off of the sofa in the church coffee shop, because he was going to get hurt, he screamed, "I don't care!" Yep, he's growing up.