Tom's new favorite activity, and I blame his "ninja" classes, is climbing up the frame of the door to my office by putting one foot and one hand to each side of the moulding.
Which is not, frankly, a very clear explanation of what happens.
Okay then:
Prepping
Climbing
Climbing a little more
Checking the distance to the ground
Climbing a little more
Peaking
Chloe's new favorite activity, on the other hand, is thinking. Not as in, Please don't disturb me, I'm trying to think, but as in, Hey, Chloe, want to go shoot some rats in the alley? / No thanks, it's time for me to go think.
This morning she made me leave my own bedroom:
Me: Why?
Chloe: Because it's easier for me to think if I'm running around on the bed.
To wit:
Thinking
More thinking
More thinking
More thinking
Thought!
