Diego's playyard

The time has come for mommy and daddy to reclaim some sanity and enough time to scarf down some dinner. Enter....the playyard. Yes, we have created a rather large, colorful, padded jail cell for Mr. Evil Knieval. It was necessary. Now the kid can climb and play and crawl and I don't have to get up every 2 minutes to pull him away from something he shouldn't be near. In other news, Diego's lower left tooth has finally broken through, time for the weaning to begin, and Diego is now "surfing". This is where he spreads his legs wide and lets go of mom or dad so he can stand on his own for about 30 seconds before lunges back towards whatever parent was there.