I’m not sure if my daughter read this article and was inspired to begin training now or if she just has a climbing gene coursing through her blood. This week after story time at the library, we walked over to the children’s section to peruse the books. Well, I perused the books while my daughter crawled through the stacks and ran circles. I finally corralled her to one area and scanned the book titles in front of me. In that brief moment that I looked away, my little climber scaled a big overstuffed chair, climbed onto the back of it and maneuvered her way onto. . . the top of a 3-shelf bookshelf! That crazy girl!
I visited with my friend who has a daughter the same age as mine, and she noted that when her daughter wakes up in her crib, she lays there and talks to herself or coos. I asked, “Doesn’t she try to climb out of her crib?” “No,” she replied, “I don’t think it occurs to her to try to do that.” Huh? Doesn’t occur to her? I think my daughter looks at everything in her environment and tries to figure out how she can climb it.
I guess it is a genetic thing.