Charlie used to have the urge to climb and no windowsill, table, back of the couch, dresser, or the top of the piano did not bear the imprint of his bare feet. I was always worried that his next Everest would be the top of the book shelves but he never attempted those (though everything we tried to hide “out of his sight” atop the shelves was found once he (a) grew past 4 feet and (b) learned by watching me that he could drag a chair over and stand on it). This was when he about 5-8 years old; …read more