Three-and-a-half is a wonderful age; I love watching language acquisition and logic development (and sometimes lack of). And imitation.
And physical skill development, like climbing.
Of course Grandma was impressed that he got there all by himself. The more intricate climbs required Mom’s coaching, but not help.
I was too busy watching as he crossed the top, foot dangling in midair till Mom reminded him to look where the rung was. Then he got it and finished, making it across both loops.
Another adventure was the Children’s Museum.
He did wear a hard hat while doing construction, but it kept falling off. The tool belt was also as big a hit as the building activities.
Of course I have more photos, but I’ll restrain myself.