Friday, June 20, 2008

Climbing Maniac

I like to climb. No, I take that back. Climbing is an obsession for me. I was climbing stairs long before my pediatrician thought I should. And now, there's nothing I won't climb. The other night, I threw off all the magazines from the coffee table, climbed up on top and stood up. My parents got me down and told me, "No climbing." Well that only made me mad, so I started crying, ran into the kitchen, pulled out a kitchen chair and climbed up on top of the kitchen table. Can you believe my mean old daddy spanked me for that?

This week, I've learned I can have a LOT of fun climbing in the bathroom. I figured out how to stand up on the side of the bathtub and get things off the bathroom counter. And then I thought, "Why just stand there and play with all the things when I can get up there and play with everything." So, if things get really quiet in the house and you know I'm probably doing something I shouldn't, here's where you'll likely find me. I like it when my brother forgets to close the bathroom door.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like you need to tie a bell around his arm or keep his squeaky shoes on him all the time to keep him safe and out of trouble!!! Cute picture though!

Mom (Grandma)