Despite still being in boxes, we have moved on to creating a climbing wall for the Little Man. Climbing is so inherent in who he is, its as much for family sanity (otherwise he just climbs the walls and doorjambs ;) as for sweetness :). There's an enormous dead tree in the Jungle. While the inspector listed it as a "con" - something in need of removal, E and I figured it a huge "plus.". Climbing path up to a tree house... vertical plant wall... fun in a nutshell :).
So we've been mulling around out back in the glorious Portland weather, ignoring the boxes. Zia thought herself the absolute cat's meow. While watching the boys work (ok, Superman work, Little Man play with fire;) she figured out how to stand up holding a soccer ball. Apparently, this is big fun. Of course, she had to get reeeeal dirty first ;).
Pics of P climbing to come! (And yes, he has already mentioned Uncle Ian's impending happiness when he visits ;)