My son has started climbing. On everything. All the time. I'm exhausted. So far today I have pulled him down off the kitchen table, the kitchen chairs, the coffee table, the baseboard heat, the end tables between the couches, and the jungle gym...multiple times. I thought learning to run was going to keep me busy, but I think I severely underestimated the work involved with getting your child not to climb on everything/anything.
As I told my mother in an email the other day, after he started this climbing "thing," I think my baby is now a little boy. Ugh.
(unfortunately I did not get a picture of him standing on the table eating Kix this morning, I was too busy freaking out)
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