Little monkey

We've got a little monkey on our hands. Payton is now climbing in and on everything that she can think of. So I've been following her around, trying to capture a few of her climbing activities.

Craig was doing dishes and I was cooking something on the stove so we both had our backs to her. I turned around and saw this: all of the dish towels out of the drawer and Payton in the drawer. She was even bouncing up and down like she thought it was some sort of ride. I had to take her out before she might break the drawer. She's very into helping with laundry. Well, if "helping" can be considered that she pulls everthing out of the laundry basket and tosses it onto the floor. (In my own professional opinion, one of the cutest faces she's ever had in a picture.)

Payton will always bee-line it to 2 things in the kitchen: the open fridge or the open dishwasher. I guess she's just so curious about these things that are always closed. So here's one time that she got to the dishwasher before I could close it. Again, bouncing up and down and, again, had to be taken off before she broke something.
She's super curious about this little stepstool in our bedroom. Yes, I have a stepstool next to my bed. My dad got it for me because I couldn't get into our gigantic bed after my c-section, and I've just kept it there ever since. It's handy.

No, we haven't invested in child locks for the kitchen yet. So everything is free game. Obviously.

Yes, she has tears on her face in this picture. Oh well. She still wanted to smile for the camera. She was just holding a peach and I took it away from her so she started screaming. Man oh man, she's got the girl drama thing down to a science already. I think we're in for some fun times.