Up.

Being the baby has some down sides.

But it isn't all that bad.

Being the baby means you have an older brother to mimic. An older brother who takes on the world in a much different manner than you.

With someone to look up to, you eat on your own a little sooner than your brother did. You wean at a younger age. You crawl earlier than a lot of first-born babies. You even begin pulling yourself up on the couch and cruising along its cushions well before your brother.

With each passing milestone, I let out a sigh and repeat my new favorite catch phrase, "I got cheated."

I've done the math and figured out that all this accomplishing and growing up has happened just a little faster this time - cheating me out of at least two months of good baby-ness.

I'm willing to forgive my babe because I love him so much. And, he's just so cute.

This however. This can't be forgiven.

Climbing the stairs, Evan.

Come on. Your not even nine months old yet.