Nine. Nine times- today alone - I removed my 11 1/2 month old child from his perch atop the end table. Sitting or kneeling under the lamp shade to where it resembled a hat.
He's quickly giving himself his own nickname...Monkey. He climbs on EVERYTHING. And that's not an exaggeration. Today was the end table. And the couch. And the love seat. And the step stool. Two steps up. WHILE I WAS STANDING ON IT!!!
The child will be the death of me. And I feel certain, our first ER trip. =/