We have a bunk-bed in Sy?s room with no mattress on the top
bunk. In its present state the top bunk has become storage space. Too high for
him to reach with no ladder we have been comfortably safe in putting the likes
of ?Hungry Hippo?, ?Don?t Break The Ice? and some books up there.
Today my wife, upon hearing giggling during his nap-time,
opens the door to his room to tell him to go to sleep. In his lap are several
books?from the top bunk.
After several hours, he finally revealed to me his much
coveted secret. Eagerly, he led me into his bedroom pointing how he was on the
bed and how he stood on the part of the bed where box-spring meets headboard?a two
inch space between the mattress and said board. Standing up and leaning on it
just so he demonstrates, he popped his toddler form up through the other side,
deftly twisted around and grabbed the books.
He explained that he ?tushed the pikshurs and took da books,
like this!? With pride he then said, ?I tushed everything!?
After my wife and I sternly warned him that he shouldn?t do
such a thing and ushered him out of his bedroom we covered our mouths and
cracked up.
-r-