The Wog loves to narrate her daily activities. When she wakes up in the morning or from her nap, we'll hear her rustling around for a bit, maybe having a little chat with herself, or even demanding an appearance from her Mommy or Daddy. Our clue to throw off our own covers and dash into the room is when we hear these two magic words uttered in a sing-songy, taunting kind of way: "I climbing..." This is when we know she has one leg thrown over the side of the crib and is perched perilously on the edge, millimeters away from going overboard. So far, she's only made the leap (tumble?) once.
In addition to climbing around in her crib, The Wog also enjoys climbing up our staircase. Here she is on her way up: