Kelsey is on the other side of the gate that keeps Emmitt from tumbling down to the basement. This is one of his favorite games. To hear his squeals of delight is truly onderful. Kelsey is such a good big sister to him. She finally got over the 'mom, he is going to throw up on me' stage and is most helpful and sweet with him.
Emmitt turns into a little maniac when he gets on our bed. All of our kids did when they were babies. Matt and I call it 'happy wiggles.' Emmitt has taken it to another level and does what I call 'the snowplow.' He puts his head down and just motors across the bed and until he nearly falls off and mom saves him.