Monday, May 4, 2009
One More Door to Keep Closed
I'm told that some children aren't climbers, but I've never given birth to one of those.
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Wife to Peter. Mama to Jane (12), Zuzu (11), Adam (8), Ellen (6) & Baby Kate (>1). Professional tap dancer. (OK, not that last one.)
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19 comments:
HAHA! Really very brilliant maneuvers!
My 3rd and 4th climb more than my first two did, but any one of yours outclimbs all of mine.
That's one way to get to the top bunk. Not the most obvious, perhaps. But certainly the most creative--and the highest skill level.
Triumph! Your children will go to the mooooooon!
Cute climbing--but really I want to know how you did that collage thing. and, ahem, thanks for the math help. Either it was 1996 or we've had a very busy three years! :)
Sasha's already mastered climbing onto the dining room chairs - nothing is safe now!
I love the look of accomplishment in the bottom snapshot.
I would like to know of one child who isn't a climber.
None of my children was a climber like ALL of the Drinkwater children are--except their mother, except their mother, except their mother. Spencer comes in 2nd, pretty impulsive climber, but none of my others was even close. I mean, they climbed up on things, but not constantly and not for sport. It's an affection-ingendering trait, but one I'm glad I didn't have to deal with so much. If you want a definition of sport, I'll gladly supply it.
Oh but wait I have to add that Acheté and Anthony did become monkeys as teenagers. To this day I still half expect to see someone spread-eagle up near the ceiling in the stairwell.
Yeah, I meant *engendering,
Grandma, did it surprise you at all when I started climbing all over all of the furniture in your house? :)
HOW did you get the pictures to do that?
Melanie & Katie, I use Google's free Picasa image software, and it has a "collage" feature. I selected some pictures and it lets you drag & drop them into whatever arrangement you like. Then I took a "screen shot" of the arrangement (on my Mac, pressing command + shift + 4 lets me take a selection from anywhere on my screen to make a new image; in Windows, ctrl + print screen copies everything on your screen as an image that you can then crop). So what you're seeing is really one big image that I made from smaller images. Clear as mud? Mmkay.
No, Libilu, not surprised. By now I know better than to be surprised. Besides, climbing all over the furniture is different from climbing higher and higher from one piece of furniture to another.
i.e., my kids did climb all over the furniture
I look at this sequence over & over again, and enjoy it so much.
Totemo omoshiroi :-)
Itsumo tanoshii desu,
anata no kodomo-tachi no
suru koto ga !
VERY FUN composition, Mary. And fun kid.
p.s. Ma, I climb trees whenever I get the chance.
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