One day when I got home from work, Chris told me that Brendan had gotten into a place he's never been before, which really scared me. had horrible pictures of the toilet or garbage can running through my head. Turns out it was just our bookshelf in the office. He managed to climb in and squeeze his little body on the shelf. I'd much rather have him play on the bookshelf. It's much cleaner.
He's getting very good at typing and manages to pull up windows and screens that I have no idea how to do without a mouse. It really is amazing. The computer was in process of shutting down one evening but Brendan got to it before it finished, somehow got it back to the start up screen and logged in as a new user. We seriously don't know how he did it.