Here is a photo of Sean from the first time he went swimming in June.
I officially dub Tuesdays as the day I will write about Sean's antics. He seems to get into a lot of trouble. I brought home four gallons of milk and a carton of 18 eggs from Costco. I hauled everything up the stairs all at once, Sean was already safely inside the apartment. Lets not talk about the trip to the apartment which meant Sean walked on his own while I tried to steer him in the right direction (holding four gallons of milk and eggs, mind you). So I get upstairs, put everything down, turn around to take my shoes off, and turn back around to see Sean tugging at the eggs. I caught the carton just as it started to tumble, but somehow Sean still managed to knock it out of my hands. Half a dozen cracked eggs on my carpet later, he decides to walk through them. I am thinking, "When will this horrible destruction end?" Mike walked through the door as I took Sean's shoes off and put the steam cleaner we bought not to long ago to work.