I have a monkey on my hands...

Babygirl has hit the climbing stage. She climbs and climbs, gets in trouble - over and over.

Lucky Lum wonders how she got a black eye. Climbing. She finds it funny to climb up on back of her toddler chair to flip the light switch on and off, on and off. Last week she fell. She got a small cut under her eye (which blackened), and nice knot on her head. And she still doesn't care. She still wants to do it again.

She also likes the top of the coffee table.

It's a never ending battle.

I find it exhausting.