My son’s favorite “toy” is his little yellow chair. It follows him to every room. Why? So he can climb up on it and reach anything he wants without having to call after Mom to help him.

Just today he reached his own milk, a bowl of pistachios, a toy whistle that sounds like a duck, fish food, and a baseball.

Gone are the days I could get away with putting something up on the counter out of his reach. Guess I have to get creative now … too bad I’m too short to reach the top of the fridge. Ugh.