My little daredevil

Like a moth to a porch light, whenever the dishwasher (or a cupboard, drawer, fridge, pantry, etc.) is open, Jordan has to get into it. He is a "digger." He likes to rifle through things, pull everything out, make a huge mess, etc. If he's not supposed to get into it, it's even more attractive.

Well, I've learned that when I am emptying the dishwasher, I have to immediately pull all the knives out because he goes right for the silverware basket. So, the other day, I did just that. I put all the silverware away and I had my back to the dishwasher putting something else away when I heard him rattling around in there.

No big deal, I thought. Just Jordan getting into the dishwasher again.

But I didn't realize he was getting INTO the dishwasher! How the little bugger managed to get himself up on the door so quickly and stand up in there is beyond me. He has been known to identify what he wants and then just GO FOR IT. When he first started eating baby food, I was feeding him some out of a jar once--sweet potatoes and corn--and I turned to help Logan cut his meat and turned back around to see this tiny five-month-old boy chugging veggies straight out of the jar. I had taken too long to give him a bite, so he helped himself! He's like that.

Well, this time he wanted the stuff on the top rack of the dishwasher, so he went for it!





Earlier that day, right after he got up, he wanted to push past the bench in our kitchen. He pushed so hard, he ended up falling face-first into my plant stand, earning himself a battle scar.





But, boys will be boys, they say, and this boy I fear is going to give me a heart attack one day. He is so determined! Love it, though. Seeing how his personality is so different from Logan's is really neat.