There’s a glint. A shiny glint that appears in my daughter’s eyes when she wishes to do something.
In this photo, the goal was to carry both balls at the same time. She managed to do so, only to drop one and have to start all over again.
Other times it’s something more dangerous, like climbing something (she climbed the Kangaroo Climber today without the slide in place). She is truly a little monkey. Her skills in this area far surpass her brother’s climbing milestones, so they keep catching me off guard.
She squeezes into the tiniest spaces when there’s something she wants on the other side. Particularly when it’s forbidden fruit: my laptop, cell phone, remote controls, or other devices that might not survive her chomping teething habits.
I love to see this determination in her. She knows what she wants and goes after it, whatever it may be.
I also dread it.
How can I keep her safe?
One day I will walk into her bedroom and find she’s escaped her crib. At The Tackler’s age, she’ll be scaling the refrigerator like Mount Everest.
Perhaps I should invest in some helmets now.
Because I have a feeling, she’ll teach The Tackler a thing or two.