He's on the move...aaaahhhhh.

T is figuring out how to get around and I'm not sure if I'm ready for it. He has started getting into the fireplace (which I've had to baby gate now), under beds, into folded laundry...you name it. He can get everywhere he is not supposed to be. I'm sure it won't be long before he's motoring around faster than I can keep up. Uggh.