Yesterday, after I plucked Adam off the coffee table for about the 3 zillionth time, he finally fell. He landed safely on his back on the carpeted floor, no bumps or bruises, just a little scared. As he was crying in my arms and after I comforted him a bit, I said "Now see -- that's why I tell you not to climb on the table. You can get hurt. Are you going to stay off the table now?"
Still crying and sobbing, he emphatically shook his head "no!" LOL! Boys!
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