Well, there goes a little more peace of mind.
You’ve started climbing stairs.
Grandma bought a baby gate for us, to block the stairs from the basement. We close this when we leave you alone, but when we are in the basement with you, we usually leave it open. Of course, you often come by and move whatever object we are using to prop the gate open. The gate then slams shut and you look pleased.
Today though, mama was with you in the basement, and the gate was open. You would think we would know better by now. When you are quiet, that is when we should worry. But of course, the quiet lulled mama into a false sense of calm. Like a ninja, you snuck over to the stairs and by the time mama caught up you were 4 stairs up, preparing to negotiate the tricky right turn on your way to the kitchen (where the food is!).
I love that you are fearless, like most babies at this age. Hope you keep that as long as possible.
