I’ve got this weird feeling about my legs. They’ve been perfectly good crawling pistons for months now, but all of a sudden I think maybe … they can do other things.

It all started with the dishwasher. I just love dishwashers, don’t you? They’ve got so many fun things to pull out and throw on the floor! But it was so hard to reach them all and one day I said “PJ, let’s stretch these leg things out and see if we can get up high enough to grab that Mickey Mouse plate over there.” And it worked, oh boy!

After that, I took over the coffee table – did you know that cars go real fast when you push them? And then…tragedy. I put my foot on a Lego and it hurt so bad I let go of the coffee table and fell down BOOM right on my butt.

You know how I know falling down goes BOOM? Because my Uncle Caleb taught me all about it. Sometimes I stand up just so I can sit down and say BOOM. It’s so much fun, you should try it sometime!

Sometimes I get tired of falling down BOOM, and I wonder whether my feet can do anything else fun. Mommy and Daddy use theirs to jump over the gate and visit my kitty friends, but I just can’t figure out how they do it.

I like it when Mommy holds my hands when I stand up, but then she tries to get me to move and I’m all “Whoa whoa whoa, slow down babe, I’ve got a perfectly good set of knees right here!”

Sheesh. Parents. What are ya gonna do? Me, I’m gonna stick to crawling as long as I can. BOOM.