Bog blog and some climbing

Things I’ve learned from my children today.
Small children can do astonishing things in a very short space of time. There I was checking the spare rib recipe for the next step while Boy Three pottered. I looked up and this is what I saw. He was ever so pleased with himself.

Upwards is not always onwards.
Boy Three loves to climb. Today I have removed him from the dining table, the top of the armchair in the bedroom, the shelves in the bathroom (he pushed the chair over to get a foot up), the bed (slightly ajar drawers as steps) and his brother’s bed (it’s a mid-sleeper up five steps).

Quiet and relative tidiness is over-rated.
Boys One and Two are still at their dad’s. Having a ball according to our nightly calls. Tomorrow they’re off to learn to sail. When they first went off it was heavenly to have a slightly more orderly home and fewer mouths to feed/pants to wash, now, though, I’m over that. Time to come home Boys. Roll on Thursday.

Comments

  1. Debbie says

    If this is the worst that went wrong after your day of calm and order, you've done great.
    And it does make for a wonderful picture too xxx

  2. says

    Mummy Mishaps, thanks he was very chuffed.

    Debbie, it was certainly the funniest.

    TNMA, flushing had been done – that's his usual game.

    Mags, a total sense of achievement.

    TheMadHouse, how do you deal with your climber?

  3. says

    Thanks for joining in with my blog hop over at Celebrating Mums. I too have a boy who is a climber. He climbed before he walked onto window sills was a fave. Used to frighten the poor neighbours but if I got him down, he just went up again.

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