Sammy calls from his crib yesterday morning, "Jacob, come get me please!" then, after waiting patiently for, oh, 30 seconds, "Jacob come up here NOW!" Hmmmm... no idea where he's heard stuff like that.
After he woke up from his nap and I went up to get him, I found him at a very strange angle with his feet on the bars of his crib. He tells me he's climbing the ladder on the firetruck.
Then, as I'm packing up our stuff to head out to playgroup and dinner (i.e. ignoring both children) Sammy dashes past me saying, "Caillou crying. I have to go get him." (I know I say that one a lot. Substitute Freddie for Caillou. Poor kiddo.)
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