I love climb climbin. It's my favourite thing to do and I'm learning more about it every day... So is mummy.
Mummy's arrived - look natural!

Climbin has lots of rewards.
A better view.


Access to far more interesting fings than are found on the floor floor...
Food and jars:



Hmmm, looks like a climbin frame from here:



Mummy's bag (I can climb at Babushka's too - Lexls are very clever like that!):

Ahem, nothin to see, all mummies can move along...

Aha - bingo!

Wires...

...and tissues! You already know 1 fing I can do with these... but best of all, I like tearing them into little bits - yey! Suck suckin them is fun too.

And, of course, the telephone (with added bonus of random sundries):




If you press this button, it plays music.


2 Lexls on da telephone!

This particular climbin frame has been on the sofa for ages... not sure what it's for, but it's fun to sit on.

Climbin is just cool, anyway.


Mummy does interfere and spoil my fun sometimes, though. (I think that might be one of the definitions of a mummy.)
The climbing frame went:

And the box by the telephone mysteriously disappeared too. (Though one just like it has appeared in the bedroom, and I get up on it to turn the light on in a mornin.)
They put my cot (which I refuse to sleep in anyway) in the way so I can't get through at Babushka's... That's until I learned to pull it out of the way (just watched everybody else till I got the hang). If the worst comes to the worst, I can go under it, though this is less comfy and I've only done it once.

The big people are always shuttin doors. This door in particular. It's Dyadya (Uncle) Renat's door, leading to Dyadya Renat's 'puter.
But 2 can play at that game! Last time I was at Babushka's, I shut the door from the other side - haha! But then it got stuck, and I got worried and Dedushka got his axe from the woodshed... I got out eventually, but it was not nice for Lexls.
Of course, when I am not climb climbin there are lots of other fun fings to do:





I empty these shelves several times a day (and mummy obligingly fills them up again for the next time) - I can do the third shelf too now.




Round about 8 o'clock, after my bath, I like to run around shrieking and giggling like a mad Lexl for no reason whatsoever - mummy calls this the Witching Hour. I tried it at church the other evenin, at Tanya's work, in the corridor, and I fell and got a poorly. There was quite a bit of red stuff, which tasted interesting, coming from my lip, and there's still a poorly on it now.
Can you see?


(In case you're wonderin, mummy didn't take a picture at the time - she's not so cruel... or else she didn't have the camera with her! - but I didn't appreciate the close-ups any more later on anyway!)