The one we call Trouble

Now that Seth is mobile, he is getting. into. everything. It wasn't until I was taking pictures of this cute, unassuming baby that we realized just how much trouble Seth was becoming.

Baby Daniel, looking adorable and posing so nicely for a picture....until, that is, Seth swoops in from the side when he notices another baby is getting attention, and that baby is not him.

He gives Daniel a stern talking to, a finger waving wildly in his face, until he feels like he's gotten his point across. Daniel, serious and stoic, takes it like a man.

Then, he throws one last emphatic finger point Daniel's way before crawling away to do more damage elsewhere.

Of course, when I try to question Seth about the incident, all I get is this patented "Who, Me? Never!" expression, like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. Like he didn't also crawl right over Daniel like they were playing King of the Mountain and poke him in the eye about 14 times. Oh yeah. He's trouble.

In fact, when any of the kids or I yell "Trouble!" he immediately stops and looks up. I think he responds better to it better than his own name. This does not bode well for me.