We have a little climber on our hands. I've never had a climber before. Violet will pull up a chair, climb on it and then climb onto the table. She will then stand up and try to dance. All in the instant that you turn around to do something else. Meals and folded washing are no longer sacred. We pop her onto the floor, and up she goes again. That is, after a roll around the floor style tantrum. We've taken to turning the dining chairs upside-down.
We sometimes find her sitting (or standing) on the keyboard. It's quite a climb up there. Risky for her (and the computer). If I suddenly go offline you will know why.
Drawers and cupboards are far more interesting than any toy basket. I find scenes such as these all day. Because I've often allowed her to pull out breakables, she is surprisingly careful with them.
If the front door is left open she will go right out. And not look back. We've learnt to be pretty vigilant around here.
Little, though she still is, she has this sense of adventure and a dare devil twinkle in her eye. She certainly keeps everyone amused.
I feel I've been thrown a bit of a curve ball with this one. Kind of like learning how to parent all over again.
Have you ever had a climber? Have you had one child who was completely different to the others?