Every time your kids say, Hey Mom! Look What I can Do!, do you hear Stuart in your head? I do. Every single time. I can only hope my boys grow up to tuck their shirts into their speedos, don their water wings and splash awkwardly in the pool. Look what I can do, indeed.
So the Del has finally, finally, fiiiiiiinally grown his legs long enough to reach each side of the door frame. It was a long arduous process but he persevered, and now look what he can do.