monday night

I had to document this. We came home from the grocery store on Monday night. Kev was bringing in the bags from the car, and I was in the kitchen unpacking them. Owen wandered into the hall, and I thought he was headed into his toy room.

Suddenly I hear "git, git" ~ over and over. "Git, git." I walk into the hallway and see our precious little angel, standing at the foot of the stairs, pointing to the open gate that blocks off the staircase. He was letting me know that the "git" was open. He's simply awesome.