I knew this day would come. I just didn't think it would be at 17 1/2 months.
Let me set the scene: Typical Wednesday. I'm upstairs switching the laundry. Eli and Ava are still napping. Cole's happily playing in the "gated community"...and the phone starts ringing. Only...it's not ringing upstairs. It's only ringing downstairs. So I go down to investigate the situation.
That's what happens when you push the little tikes basketball hoop up against the gate and use it as a step stool. Yes, Cole is climbing. He made it over the gate and up onto the server. Somehow, he managed to not break anything while still clearing a spot for himself up there. He was sitting on the phone...and adjusting the volume of the ringer. Oh Boy!
And then there's Eli.
He's chosen a new "favorite" seat to hang out in.
He climbs up and sits BEHIND the couch on the window sill. Cole's tried to copy him, but he tends to get stuck. Oh Boy!