You Can't Keep a Good Man Down

Have I told you that Metz is a climber? Before he even learned how to walk he was climbing. Climbing. Everything. I'm sure the ladies in the church nursery inwardly groan when they see us coming because he is so hard to keep on the ground.

This morning I had to step into the little girls room for a second and by the time I returned this had happened.

It's no wonder he's always covered in scrapes and bruises.