Obedient In Deed

I guess Levin's desire to obey was not so burning after all.

Last week I got a call from a scratch-n-dent outlet store that they had a crib come in that day.  I'd asked them 5 months ago to call me when they finally got a crib in-store.

On Thursday I went up to the store, dickered, and bought the crib.

On Friday I put Levin down for a nap and when I went to check on him, found this:

He was crawling manically around the room and laughing.

On Saturday we picked up the crib.  I like to think there is an amazing moral somewhere in there; perhaps that I have impeccable timing... most likely that my Mother's instinct is perfectly calibrated.

He's watching Ray put the bedroom door back on... we had to remove it to fit the crib in the room.

This is the part where we leave the room, close the door, and hear him start jumping on the bed.

Now, my favorite pastime is peeking in while he's napping and seeing what position he decided was comfortable.  His chosen positions assure us all he's Ray's child.