I can climb

As part of Laura's birthday we stayed the night at Baby E's and did our job of tiring him out so that he slept in until 7:40 this morning...that apparently counts as a lie in.
This morning we had a trip out to the park with the excitable little terror where he was going mad for the steps on the climbing frame but didn't seem to be too keen on the slide part. It seems he's discovered that he can climb.

After that we settled in for lunch and my cheeky request of watching the Mersey derby before heading home -although Baby E didn't seem too bothered about the football, he was wearing blue though. Good lad!