Just like mud and rollie pollies, all little boys gravitate to climbing trees. Henry had his eye on this particular tree all morning until I finally turned him loose to explore. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to climb it with him. And had it not been for Sam, I would have. It was truly the perfect climbing tree.
Disclosure: No children were at any time in danger of falling or breaking a limb (on the tree or themselves) during the time of climbing. Cross my heart.
steady...easy does it
wanting to climb high like brother
what was that?!
a kitty cat!