Kalib contemplates taking a fall. Mom wonders if he will.
Still thinking about it, Kalib teeters...
...then he falls...
...he is courageous, bold and brave...
He hits the bed.
I move. He is not sure how it will work with grampa there.
He decides to go for it, anyway, although he aims a little to the left of where I had anticipated.
Down he goes.
He hits the bed.
I know. It kind of defeats the purpose of "Cocoon Mode" to post twice in one day, but, when you've already made a post and then your grandson does something like this, what choice do you have?
Truth is, I didn't get any real work done today, anyway.
*Cocoon mode: Until I finish up a big project that I am working on, I am keeping this blog at bare-minimum simple. I anticipate about one month.