up and up

just last night, i was feeling thankful that fi could not climb the chairs that li uses around the kitchen to wash hands and help with baking. she must have picked up on those thoughts floating around the house because this morning (around the painfully early, not-had-coffee-yet hour of 7:30) she climbed the chair at the sink, took a break to run around on top of the train table and fall off once, and then was up on the other chair in the kitchen next to the stove and mixer. can i go back to bed?