Seventeen Months

We're closer to eighteen months than seventeen, but I can't miss another month of this toddler's insane awesomeness.   So here is Fritz's month, in pictures with captions, which sum up his life pretty well.  Especially since 90% of the pictures on my phone are of Fritz doing ridiculous things.

As the fourth baby, he gets dragged around with the older kids a lot.  He really makes the most of it by sneaking up and stealing drinks when they're not looking.

At Ingrid's soccer practice.  Loves a good "fiddy."

Naked and stealing cookies at the Widstrom party.

Sneaking juice at the impromptu block party.

His new favorite game is climbing around in the car and stealing the big kids' seats when we're trying to go somewhere.

Take me to Sunshine school.

Summer is here!  Fritz loves playing water, hanging out in the backyard, riding in his bike and wagon, swinging and climbing at the playground.

Sun's out, guns out.

Not the intended use of the water table.

Friday ice cream in full effect.  Fritz knows which sibling is most likely to share.

My landscaping sidekick.

He's a terrifyingly good climber.  He can also open the backyard gate.  My summer is going to consist of trying to keep this kid in one piece.

Did you think I'd stay on the floor while you answered the door?

What?

Just climbed on the table to lick this flower.

Possible escape route.

Of course, all this awesomeness is very tiring.  Sometimes lunch is just too much.