One of the developmental questions asked by the rather no-nonsense-yet-maternal nurse practitioner at Diego’s pediatrician was whether or not Diego had reached the stage where he stacked things. My fiancée explained that he did, but only a little, and as if he understood the conversation between the adults in the room, the boy came home and began stacking. Cars, books, blocks and even, as seen here, his dinner bowls. Yes Mary, I do believe we have reached the stacking phase.
