For weeks M would climb up the step stool and either fall off or cry because he was stuck. It annoyed me a little because I worried when he was hurt and I had to run to rescue him when I left the bathroom door open, yet again. Today he taught himself to get down!
On this day, A made it her business to learn to balance on the curb. Serious stuff for a two year old. There were scrapes and crying, but she did it.
I think what makes life so wonderful and awesome is that it IS hard and when you put your all into it, you feel alive whether you triumph or not.