There's a fun playground just across the street from the public library, and it's so fun to watch him play around now that he's interested in climbing and exploring. He still loves the swings.
But he also loves all the things he couldn't get to before (when he wasn't walking). There is a little seahorse on a spring that he hangs out by---he's going to get knocked in the head one of these days because he likes to stand RIGHT in front of it watching whatever kid is on it at the time. He likes seeing them laugh and smile and he'll just stand there clapping and laughing with them. He can't get up there by himself, but he sure tries. I'm amazed at how far he can lift his leg (He lifts his left leg up like a dog peeing whenever he's trying to climb something---the bathtub, his crib, the piano bench, the kitchen chairs, the couch.... he can lift it so high that if he's IN the bathtub he can almost lift his knee onto the edge of the tub to hoist himself up. He's about 1/2 inch away.)
Then he climbs all the way up to the top level of the playhouse to the entrance to the slide. Up there he likes to hover between the big step down from the top level and the entrance of the slide...running back and forth back and forth, stopping just short of crashing down either side, just to watch me run wildly back and forth trying to catch him. There are also windchimes, little windows, a rainstick, etc. to play with (that's just the "small side" of the play set. Yup, it's a pretty cool playground.).
