Hendrix is always asking me how to climb to the top of things. I appreciate that he asks since it makes me aware he's contemplating things and then we can talk about what is reasonable and what isn't. He'll ask if he can climb the fridge doors. Of course I say no. He asks to climb the windows, knowing he can't quite figure out how to get enough leverage to do so, like he did as an infant/toddler.
On this particular day above, he asked me to help him and I told him that Mommy didn't have it in her at that moment to do so. But I also went on to tell him that he should figure out how to do it on his own. He's just getting tall enough to span the distance of the door frame. And he did it! He can't quite scale yet, but that will be here before I know it.
V & Z are basically too tall for climbing up this door frame, at least to enjoy it. And just when I thought I was done cleaning footprints and handprints off the white frame for at least a short while, Hendrix is showing me we still need to brace ourselves for cleaning extra much and for staying on standby for any possible injuries.