forgot to mention . . .

K is also finally tall enough that he can reach the door handles and even walk forward enough to come into the rooms. This means we are starting to have to lock bedroom and bathroom doors. Fortunately, we inherited some of those wire key things from some friends who moved, so we can keep those above the doors and not be too inconvenienced. He can no longer be contained by just keeping doors shut. I have a feeling that between walking sometime soon and being able to open doors, Kevin is about to radically change my life again.