Both of my kids are climbers. When Grace was one, she would climb up on chairs,tables, toys, and swan dive, head first onto our tile floors. Multiple urgent care trips later, I was left wondering what in the world she was thinking. I can now spot a possible concussion from a mile away. I hoped, that because Noah and Grace have such different personalities, that maybe this particular trait had passed him by. However, the past week or so he has been on a climbing kick. ANYTHING he can get his little chubby leg up on top of, he will. This is how he now plays in their room:


In addition to climbing, Noah enjoys throwing things from whereever he is. Grace's dollhouse gets the brunt of the abuse (glad we went with the sturdy one mema!) but his damage also extends to books, purses, and yesterday when I ran to the neighbors to borrow some butter, the lamp in our living room. (one of those "I am a terrible mother" moments!)And apparently they don't grow out of it!

(She climbs in and still swan dives out, head first!) At least us Hallams have thick skulls :)