memory loss

I was telling Andrew earlier this week about my post and William doing so many stairs without me even there. Granted he had done this with me but all on his own without me was a first. I guess, it was a first just for me. Andrew filled me in that while I was somewhere else (must have been a church meeting, seems to be the most popular place I go when leaving home) he crawled almost to the top. And apparently it was a while ago. After he told me this, I did remember the story from before. This is just another classic example of my memory failing me. At least I haven't had any episodes of starting a load of laundry without the clothes in the washing machine lately. :)