Busy Body

I don't get much rest these days. Between Rylan and Arianna, my day is in constant motion. The older that Rylan gets, the more active he is becoming and the more exhausted I am from chasing him around. He is fearless when it comes to climbing on things and he loves trying to eat the dog food. The poor pugs are probably starving to death but I can't keep their food on the floor for fear Rylan will help himself to the tasty kibble. Today he tried to emerse himself into the oven as well as hang from the light fixture above our dining room table. Although he doesn't talk much, he sure is a man of action. I don't remember Arianna ever being this busy. It must be a boy thing!

Rylan is obsessed with the broom. He uses it like a hockey stick and swats at everything in his way. I think he is destined to become a great hockey player.

He is constantly sneaking up on the counter while I am not looking. Here he is helping himself to a bowl of chips I left out. His poor little face is covered in bruises (and food) from all of his falling lately. I feel like such a horrible mother when I notice how beat up he looks!

With his broom. Face covered in chocolate.