Have I mentioned before that we are unsure of the origin of this boy? We fear that there may indeed be some monkey in him... Whenever he is quiet - too quiet - and I call through the house: "Neelsie, what are you doing?" his default answer is: "Ek klim op!" (I am climbing up!) And so he is -whether it is our bookcases, a tree, a door, the trash can or into the kitchen sink. He is climbing.
Here my brother Loffie is treating him to his preferred position:
But it might just lead him to conquer the world...