Phil and I often talk about how Peter is different from his older siblings. An incident today illustrates this difference. At lunch today, I pulled the highchair into the kitchen so that I could finish washing dishes while Peter ate his lunch. I pulled the tray off the chair and called Peter to see if he was ready for lunch. I turned my back to the chair to clean off some of the crumbs leftover from breakfast. By the time I turned around Peter had not only come to the kitchen, but had climbed up into the high chair and was sitting waiting for me to give him his lunch. I have no idea how or when he learned to do that and I’m very thankful the chair didn’t tip over.