BALANCING ACT
Yesterday, poor Zach was standing at the dishwasher, faithfully unloading all the dirty dishes as I tried to put them in. I say poor Zach because Jared was also playing with the dishwasher, and kept pushing the bottom rack in and out, rolling over Zach's fingers. Finally, he got fed up and just let go. He stood there, fussing, for about 10 seconds, then decided maybe it was safe to hold on again. Nope, so he let go again.
Today, he's letting go for fun, especially when he wants to hold something with both hands. We keep saying, "Yay Zach!" but he doesn't know what we're cheering for.