And you thought you could only play dress up with girls! Ha! His most recent discovery is that all of my shirts are within reach of his grabby little paws in the closet. This means that I have to rehang the same item an average of 4 times a day. He tends to fixate on one or two shirts a day and no matter what I do-he has to pull them off the hanger and drag them around the house. (its a good thing I am a slacker where ironing is concerned-it would be a total waste!)
So the other night he wanted my green shirt-and then started screaming bloody murder when he tried to put it on and got stuck. But all was right after mommy came to the rescue and helped him into it. He was quite content to go about his nightly routine with his adjusted wardrobe.

He is a constant source of amusement. And, yes, he tripped about a bajillion times but he wouldn't let me fix the length-I think he was afraid I would make him take it off and put it away.
I am not sure what his deal with that rock is, but every time he goes up the stairs he has to stop and point it out. Dunno!