Poor Zed- scared to death of the nail gun Dan is using to put the crown molding up. He crawled up me to the back of the couch, onto the sofa table.
Most of the day, we stayed on the office. This evening, Z and I went downstairs and when Dan needed help, Zed stayed downstairs. I figured he would be right at the bottom of the stairs, but no. He was laying on the couch. :) I took a picture, but for some reason, it's not coming up on the phone and I am unable to import it.
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