Elijah (our almost three year old) was trying diligently to look at some ornaments. When I walked into the room, I saw the chair topple over and Mr. Man himself hang suspended by his fingers on this ledge for at least a minute. Actually it was a second or two and then he just couldn't hold on any longer and fell on the floor. But, I was pretty impressed by his ability to hang by his fingertips. He's one tough guy. By the way...he's okay. He's currently on the chair behind me looking at the computer saying "It's me!!".
I have nothing better to do than blog right now...no house to clean, no gifts to buy, no presents to wrap, no groceries to purchase, no food to cook. Oh, I just woke up from my daydream. It was a beautiful dream where my house was sparkling clean and my children were sitting quietly reading book.
Reality has set back in...off to clean, cook, corral, coax and then collapse!!!