|This is what I saw when I returned to the hallway.|
Time after time he climbed onto the bottom rung and then up to the 2nd rung. He did it so many times I started to calm down a bit and my heart wasn't beating quite as furiously. It was as if he knew I had pulled back my guard a bit because he decided to go for the 3rd rung. As he tried to pull up onto the 3rd rung he slipped and hung from the rung by his arm pits. After that I was scared again and decided no more filming his ladder climbing until daddy came home so we would have more hands on deck.
|Just hanging out on the 2nd rung.|
Today was another moment when I wondered how in the world my parents dealt with me as a child! When I was 2 years old my dad left a ladder up leading to the roof and I decided to climb all the way up and sit on the peak of the roof. Eeek, not sure how my parents didn't drop dead from heart failure. They are very brave! I'm sure they both got their first gray hair that day!!! And here I am worrying about Carter sitting about 2 feet from the ground!