We're dropping off the girls at my parents' house tomorrow. I guess technically I should say later today as it's now past midnight. (And I really ought to be getting along to bed now as I just had to look up the word technically because I'm positive that is not how you spell it. But, apparently, it is. )
Anyway, we're leaving the girls and heading for San Francisco. I only hope that my poor parents will be able to keep up. Oh, I have no doubt that they'll be just fine where Bria and Chloe are concerned, but Sophie? Sophie is a whole 'nother story.
She climbs. On everything. She's also walking everywhere now, but the climbing thing is really giving me a run for my money. And since gravity is a side effect of this desire she has to go up, she also falls a lot. I feel like I can't turn my back on her anymore, and when I forget, I am soon reminded by her wails after falling off of some piece of furniture. Every time this child is met with a chair, a bathtub, a box, or anything like unto them, her little leg lifts right up and on she goes.
Is this even normal? My other two did not figure this out until they were much older and had much better skills at actually staying up. I'm starting to fear that she will climb right out of her crib any minute now.
And just in case you don't believe me:
Yes, she got up on both all by herself, from the floor, with absolutely no help. The rocking chair may not be so surprising, but the piano? Pure craziness, if you ask me. She has also managed to get on top of the kitchen table, on top of my computer desk, on top of a barstool, and she was recently caught in the act of climbing onto my scrapping table. The only reason I don't have photographic evidence of all situations is because I was too busy trying to save her from certain death.
So, yeah. Definitely hoping my parents can handle this monkey for a week. Because, cute as she is, she is quite a handful.