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Grace is a climber. She started early, climbing the stairs at 7 months and getting up onto chairs and the sofa at 10 months.
These days, nothing holds her back. She gets up on the step ladder, the kitchen table, you name it. We have to watch her carefully because she has no fear.
A few weeks ago, Grace climbed into and out of a high chair at the local Chinese restaurant as if it were a jungle gym. It was funny to see her determination and to watch her acting like a monkey, and we let her do it. And we laughed.
It was a big mistake. We’re well aware of our mistake, Dear Reader, but now it’s too late.
All that’s left to do is to work on words like stop and danger. It’s not going very well.
This morning, we had breakfast with my parents and sister at a local diner, as we do every Saturday morning. Grace finished her breakfast, got down from the high chair, and started walking around the table while the rest of us finished eating. It’s how we keep her from screaming and disrupting the other diners; she entertains the mostly senior citizen crowd.
This morning, Grace climbed up the rungs on the high chair as if it were a ladder, and she stood still on the top rung, perched like a parrot on a stand.
“No, Grace! Danger!” I exclaimed as I grabbed her hand.
My little parrot repeated, “Dane-der!”
And then she laughed.
And an instant later, she jumped down to the floor and said “Ooooooo!” and laughed more.
My mother, always the astute and helpful grandmother said, “That didn’t go so well, did it?”
My sister, who is as clever and funny as I am, said “Danger, Will Robinson, danger! I don’t think she gets it.”
No, guys, she doesn’t get it. Thanks for pointing it out.
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This is such a funny story. I think all children laugh in the face of danger (or in their parent’s faces when they say danger, lol) when they’re young.
This is such a funny story. I think all children laugh in the face of danger (or in their parent’s faces when they say danger, lol) when they’re young.
I had a climber and my sister has one now. I think sometimes, as long as it’s not truly horrific, letting them fall once, enough to get a small owie, is the best lesson. I know that sounds awful and you certainly don’t want to let them severely hurt themselves. But natural consequences teach a child so much quicker than words sometimes!
I Stumbled this for ya girl!!
I had a climber and my sister has one now. I think sometimes, as long as it’s not truly horrific, letting them fall once, enough to get a small owie, is the best lesson. I know that sounds awful and you certainly don’t want to let them severely hurt themselves. But natural consequences teach a child so much quicker than words sometimes!I Stumbled this for ya girl!!
My Little Sis is a lot like this too.
Stumbled!
My Little Sis is a lot like this too.Stumbled!
One of my friends daughter was a climber and she made me a nervous wreck, that child was like a monkey!
Stumbled also
One of my friends daughter was a climber and she made me a nervous wreck, that child was like a monkey!Stumbled also
ahh…I have a feeling that when she gets older…she will go where angels fear to tread….good luck….
ahh…I have a feeling that when she gets older…she will go where angels fear to tread….good luck….
Ah. A climber. Begin to count the gray hairs! 2 of my 9 grandchildren have been climbers, and it is this sense of adventure that fuels their spirits. I tell one of my daughters that her 2nd little guy will be calling her from Mt. Everest some day… “Hey, Mom. Guess where I am?” Good times. So… all I have to say is, “Enjoy.” Yeah, right!!!!
ps: one of my mom’s favorite stories is that I taught my brother (15 months older than me) to crawl out of his crib. She watched me do it!
Ah. A climber. Begin to count the gray hairs! 2 of my 9 grandchildren have been climbers, and it is this sense of adventure that fuels their spirits. I tell one of my daughters that her 2nd little guy will be calling her from Mt. Everest some day… “Hey, Mom. Guess where I am?” Good times. So… all I have to say is, “Enjoy.” Yeah, right!!!!ps: one of my mom’s favorite stories is that I taught my brother (15 months older than me) to crawl out of his crib. She watched me do it!
The comment that reads from Jane – Mom Generations is actually from me… Sharon – Mom Generations!!!!
The comment that reads from Jane – Mom Generations is actually from me… Sharon – Mom Generations!!!!
Ha- there’s no turning back once you laugh! Hopefully she keeps herself safely on the ground from now on.
Ha- there’s no turning back once you laugh! Hopefully she keeps herself safely on the ground from now on.
I have a climber and he is constantly scaring me. He tends to think it is funny when I freak, which only leads him to egg me on CONSTANTLY!!
I have a climber and he is constantly scaring me. He tends to think it is funny when I freak, which only leads him to egg me on CONSTANTLY!!
Does she have older brothers and/or sisters? I have a toddler as well. She too did things very early and I wondered if having older siblings matured her and helped her to develop faster.
Does she have older brothers and/or sisters? I have a toddler as well. She too did things very early and I wondered if having older siblings matured her and helped her to develop faster.