No Fear!

I am a climber. It's official.

First, I started climbing up onto Mommy and Daddy's bed.

The other day, Mommy walks in the living room and I'm standing on top of the coffee table.

Then, yesterday, at the park, I climbed up onto a picnic table.

And, today, I climbed up onto the seat of the step ladder in the kitchen. I was standing and waving my arms and squealing in delight. (We'll be giving that back to you soon, Grandmommy!)

Five minutes ago, I climbed onto the armchair and onto the arm, at which point I had to be saved from falling onto my head.

The list goes on.

I have no fear. I climb on anything and everything I can. So, you better watch out.