The Stool

"Don't worry, I've got my stool!" This is what I feel Jeremiah is saying as he walks around our apartment with his stool in hand reaching for new heights and bounds. His stool has given him access to a world above what is baby proofed, and the feeling of being a big boy. Thankfully, he really only brings the stool to places that we are at since he wants to join in the fun. Washing dishes is one "fun" activity Jeremiah likes to help with. As soon as he hears the water running, he comes running with his stool. The stool is one that my dad made, so it's also so sweet to see one of Opa Brodersen's creations being used in so many parts of our day. We also use it as a table for picnics in the living room, the place to sit to put on and take off shoes, and so much more!