We have definitely entered the curious, into everything, climbing stage. I can't turn my back for two seconds with out him jumping off the house it seems. But he loves to climb on the back of the couch and then sit (or stand) in the wind sill. What ever he can get away with. Daddy hates it and Mommy let him doing it some. He turns around with the biggest most mischievous smile and is so happy that he is doing something that feels off limits. I'm always close and the couch will catch him, but it still drives Daddy crazy.
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